“So all were gone at last, one by one, each swept out into the mighty flood tide of the city's life, there… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
There came to him an image of man’s whole life upon the earth. It seemed to him that all man’s life was… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
The mountains were his masters. They rimmed in life. They were the cup of reality, beyond growth, beyond struggle and death. They… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Of all I have ever seen or learned, that book seems to me the noblest, the wisest, and the most powerful expression… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
By God, I shall spend the rest of my life getting my heart back, healing and forgetting every scar you put upon… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
My dear, dear girl [. . .] we can't turn back the days that have gone. We can't turn life back to… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“And the Angels…were frozen in hard marble silence and at a distance life awoke, and there was a rattle of lean wheels,… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Child, child, have patience and belief, for life is many days, and each present hour will pass away. Son, son, you have… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
Peace fell upon her spirit. Strong comfort and assurance bathed her whole being. Life was so solid and splendid, and so good. — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Out of the nameless and unfathomed weavings of billion-footed life, out of the dark abyss of time and duty, blind chance had… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
Something has spoken to me in the night...and told me that I shall die, I know not where. Saying: "[Death is] to… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Few of the university's sons had been distinguished in the nation's life--there had been an obscure President of the United States, and… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“The only shame George Webber felt was that at one time in his life, for however short a period, he broke bread… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“I am, he thought, a part of all that I have touched and that has touched me, which, having for me no… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
Is this not the true romantic feeling; not to desire to escape life, but to prevent life from escaping you. — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“What is it that a young man wants? Where is the central source of that wild fury that boils up in him,… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“The sight of these closed golden houses with their warmth of life awoke in him a bitter, poignant, strangely mixed emotion of… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“To lose the earth you know for greater knowing; to lose the life you have for greater life; to leave the friends… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, is… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“...he plundered the living treasure of those shelves. There was Burton's marvelous Anatomy, his staggering erudition never smelling of the dust or… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“So all were gone at last, one by one, each swept out into the mighty flood tide of the city's life, there to prove,… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“A stick is not only wood but the negation of wood. It is the meeting in space of wood and no-wood. A stick is… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“At these repeated signs of decadence in a society which had once been the object of his envy and his highest ambition, Webber's face… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
If a man has talent and can't use it, he's failed. If he uses only half of it, he has partly failed. If he… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
There came to him an image of man’s whole life upon the earth. It seemed to him that all man’s life was like a… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“He had learned some of the things that every man must find out for himself, and he had found out about them as one… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
What I had to face, the very bitter lesson that everyone who wants to write has got to learn, was that a thing may… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
The mountains were his masters. They rimmed in life. They were the cup of reality, beyond growth, beyond struggle and death. They were his… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“For four years he lived in Brooklyn, and four years in Brooklyn are a geologic age -- a single stratum of grey time. They… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Eugene looked with passionate devotion at that grand old head, calm, wise and comforting. In a moment of vision, he saw that, for him,… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image
Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window… — Thomas Wolfe Copy Share Image