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Quote by Louis MacNeice

“Corner Seat Suspended in a moving night The face in the reflection train Looks at first sight as self-assured As your own face - But look again: Windows between you and the world Keep out the cold, keep out the fright; Then why does your reflection seem So lonely in the moving night?”

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Louis MacNeice

Louis MacNeice was a prominent British poet of the 20th century, born on September 12, 1907, and died on September 3, 1963. He is known for his unique poetic style and profound insights into modern life. more

“His action of joining them, which would have been rude in a restaurant that was not moving at three hundred kilometers an hour, was perfectly acceptable on a train, which mimicked the entirely random joinings of life but revealed their true nature by making them last only hours or days, rather than years and decades. People on a train form an alliance, as if the world that surrounded the parallel rails were hostile and and they refugees from it. The dining car, humming and rocking gently in the night, annihilated past and future and made all associations outside of itself seem vaguely unreal. So they welcomed him at their table, for he was one of them, a traveler, not one of those wraiths through whose night-lit cities they passed.”

Travel Traveler Traveling Train Travel

Book:Carve the Sky

Source: Carve the Sky

“I hope you have sent your jewels to the bank,’ I said. ‘Oh, darling, don’t tease, you know how I haven’t got any now. But my money,’ she said with a self-conscious giggle, ‘is sewn into my stays. Fa rang up and begged me to, and I must say it did seem quite an idea. Oh, why aren’t you coming? I do feel so terrified – think of sleeping in the train, all alone.’ ‘Perhaps you won’t be alone,’ I said. ‘Foreigners are greatly given, I believe, to rape.’ ‘Yes, that would be nice, so long as they didn’t find my stays. Oh, we are off – good-bye darling, do think of me,’ she said, and, clenching her suède-covered fist, she shook it out of the window in a Communist salute.”

Train Travel

Book:The Pursuit of Love

Source: The Pursuit of Love

“In viaggio verso Bologna ho pensato a chi diceva di sentire il tempo come un enorme dolore. E ho visto, seduti accanto a me, donne e uomini di malaffari che andavano a guadagnarsi il pane vendendo un po’ di se stessi. Su tutta la carrozza non c’era un posto libero. Eppure il treno sembrava deserto.”

Time Sadness Loneliness Train Travel

Book:Inutili omicidi

Source: Inutili omicidi