"But who passes there alone?
His path is lost in the thicket.
The branches spring back
behind him.
The grasses rise.
The wild devours him"
Goethe
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"We are lonely for where we are"
Lilburn
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“Listen closely...
the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on."
Kerouak
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“Secrets, silent, stony, sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts:
secrets weary of their tyranny"
Joyce
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"Its darkness under roots, under old flood-battered boles
Was dark as blood,
Rusty peaty blood-dark, old-blood dark.
Something evil about the sunken river
In its sick-bed darkness."
Hughes
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"Autumn darkness
descends
on this road I travel
alone"
Basho
