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But I am a ghost, too, there''s no coming back. All day long the whiffs of sage-brush conjured old sights before me, till my heart ran over with homesickness for what was no more, and the desert seemed to whisper: It''s not I you''re seek ing, you''re straining your eyes to see yourself, you as you were in your early twenties, with your illusion that I, the happy hunting-ground of your young irresponsibility, was going to be permanent. You must shut your eyes to see yourself and me and the antelope as we all used to be. Why, if Adam and Eve had evaded the angel and got back into the garden, do you think they would have found it the same after Cain and Abel? Thus moralized the desert, and I thought, How many things we have to shut our eyes to see!
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
Contributors
Author
Owen Wister
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780265591741
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.9 cm
Page Count - 346
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Contributors
Author
Owen Wister
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781331003205
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.9 cm
Page Count - 348
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