[ via A Journey Round my Skull ]
" Sometimes we touch strangers. Sometimes no one speaks. Like clouds we travelers meet and part with members of our cohert, our fellows inthe panting caravans of those who are alive while we are. How many strangers have we occasion to hold in our arms? " (135)
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"Teilhard called us "the whole vast anonymous army of living humanity... this restless multitude, confused or orderly, the immensity of which terrifies us, this ocean of humanity whose slow monotonous wave-flows trouble the hearts even of those whoe flame is most firm." (131)
- For the Time Being, Annie Dillard,
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"Teilhard called us "the whole vast anonymous army of living humanity... this restless multitude, confused or orderly, the immensity of which terrifies us, this ocean of humanity whose slow monotonous wave-flows trouble the hearts even of those whoe flame is most firm." (131)
- For the Time Being, Annie Dillard,
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