Thursday, May 01, 2008

Thought for the Day


When will they come again? When will they come again?

The laurel, the lizard, and the stone will come no more. The women weeping at the gate have gone and will not come again. And pain and pride and death will pass, and will not come again. And light and dawn will pass, and the star and the cry of a lark will pass, and will not come again. And we shall pass, and shall not come again.

What things will come again? O Spring, the cruellest and fairest of the seasons, will come again. And the strange and buried men will come again, in flower and leaf the strange and buried men will come again, for death and the dust will die. And Ben will come again, he will not die again, in flower and leaf, in wind and music far, he will come back again.

O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again!

It had grown dark. The frosty night blazed with great brilliant stars. The lights in the town shone with sharp radiance. Presently, when he had lain upon the cold earth for some time, Eugene got up and went away toward the town.

Wind pressed the boughs; the withered leaves were shaking.

-From Thomas Wolfe (1900-1938), Look Homeward, Angel

2 Comments:

Blogger Talia said...

That's a book I started last summer and never finished. But I meant to because I loved it. But the semester rolled around and with it a new pile of books to be read. I will have to pick it up again and start all over.

Do you recommend other Thomas Wolfe novels?

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Blogger Diane K. Martin said...

Greg, when I was in my twenties -- which was some time ago -- I loved Thomas Wolfe, and read every one of his fat novels again and again. I retain a deep affection for his work.

11:41 PM  

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