Thomas Wolfe
Thomas Wolfe
Thomas Clayton Wolfewas an American novelist of the early twentieth century...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth3 October 1900
CityAsheville, NC
CountryUnited States of America
cutting artist forever
The modern picture of the artist began to form: The poor, but free spirit, plebeian but aspiring only to be classless, to cut himself forever free from the bonds of the greedy bourgeoisie, to be whatever the fat burghers feared most, to cross the line wherever they drew it, to look at the world in a way they couldn't see, to be high, live low, stay young forever -- in short, to be the bohemian.
lonely loneliness being-alone
Loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man.
summer sadness autumn
Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure.
brooklyn knows
Only the dead know Brooklyn.
travel voyages lasts
There is one voyage, the first, the last, the only one.
memories home dark
...the dark ancestral cave, the womb from which mankind emerged into the light, forever pulls one back - but...you can't go home again...you can't go...back home to the escapes of Time and Memory. You Can't Go Home Again
philosophy reality men
[T]he essence of belief is doubt, the essence of reality is questioning. The essence of Time is Flow, not Fix. The essence of faith is the knowledge that all flows and that everything must change. The growing man is Man Alive, and his "philosophy" must grow, must flow, with him. . . . the man too fixed today, unfixed tomorrow - and his body of beliefs is nothing but a series of fixations.
time home winning
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 on all time.
genius wells behinds
I don't know yet what I am capable of doing, but, by God, I have genius -- I know it too well to blush behind it.
american-journalist few half man men partly uses won
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 uses the whole of it, he has succeeded, and won a satisfaction and triumph few men ever know.
american-journalist forget reader reads writer writes
The reason a writer writes a book is to forget a book and the reason a reader reads one is to remember it.
york
One belongs to New York instantly. One belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years.
american-novelist time
Most of the time we think we're sick, it's all in the mind.
death
Death the last voyage, the longest, and the best.