Amerikali roman yazari Thomas Wolfe2un dogum yil donumu (3 Ekim 1900)
"... bir tas, bir yaprak, yitik bir kapi; bir tas, bir yaprak, bir kapi ve tum unutulmus yuzler.
Biz bu surgune ciplak ve yalniz geldik. karanlik rahminde anamizin yuzunu goremedik; hapsoldugumuz etinden kurtulup bu dunyada kelimelerle anlatilmayan hucre hapsine mahkum olduk.
Hangimiz erkek kardesini taniyabildi? Hangimiz babasinin yureginin icine bakabildi? Hangimiz sonsuza dek hucre hapsine mahkum olmadi? Hangimiz sonsuza dek bir yabanci ve yalniz degiliz?
Ey ruzgarin savurarak yitirdigi bedbaht hayalet tekrar geri gel. " Bu Melek Satilik Degil
". . . a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.
Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.
Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his father's heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?
O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again."


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