Noah Dunaway

“On the edge of town, I had promptly lost my way, and, meaning to ask for directions to the little station guard post, I had walked into a tiny cottage that stood there all by itself. Living there, I found, all alone, as her father had lately died, was a seventeen-year-old girl by the name of Jeanne. When she gave me directions, she laughed and when I asked what was so funny, she said: 'Vous êtes bien jeune, je voudrais avoir votre devenir.'
(You're so young, I wish I could have your future)
pg; 67-68”
― Ernst Jünger, Storm of Steel