Nostalgia - cont.

1. "There is no vocabulary/For love within a family, love that's lived in/But not looked at, love within the light of which/All else is seen, the love within which /All other love finds speech. This love is silent." (T.S. Eliot)

and

2. "[...] basically I prefer being alone. When you are with a lot of other people, they can share your guilt. If you are alone, you have to face yourself and think clearly. Your mind is sharper when you are alone." (Ha-Jin, writer from an interview in the NYT Magazine)

I liked these. Number 2, the "alone-ness" (emphatically not loneliness) gives you the ability to pause and understand Number 1. Without talking about it. Or writing much about it. Other people's words or images are sometimes enough to encapsulate a mood or a feeling. This is such a moment.