Carolina QuotesTo a future world,— inhabited, no doubt, by a less acute and understanding race of men, — all this may seem a trifle strange. If so, that will be because the world of the future will have forgotten what it was like to live in 1929.
Thomas Wolfe Carolinian
Source
Book II, Ch. 14: Zero Hour
- work
- You Can't Go Home Again (1940)
- year
- 1940
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