Friday, March 13, 2009
Nearly a week has past, still feeling strange walking on these unfamiliar street in the unfamiliar city, watching busy people passing by in the street, through metro, frowning from their worries, or talking and laughing. Everyone is living in their own world, existing for their own reasons...perhaps i am just one of them, no more no less, a passerby.
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This reminds me of a quote:
ReplyDeleteShips that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A bit dark quote I guess, but beautiful in its own way. I hope you will be part of life in your city soon.
Karen
Thanks, sister, i like that quote very much, it is very beautiful :-)
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