Ethan

“It is impossible to say just what I mean!”
― T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems

“We're like old acquaintances on trains going in different directions.”
― Stephen King

“They trekked out along the crescent sweep of beach, keeping to the firmer sand below the tidewrack. They stood, their clothes flapping softly. Glass floats covered with a gray crust. The bones of seabirds. At the tideline a woven mat of weeds and the ribs of fishes in their millions stretching along the shore as far as the eye could see like an isocline of death. One vast salt sepulchre. Senseless. Senseless.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

“He had been walking these roads, he thought, all his life.”
― Ian McEwan, Atonement