“I think that everyone imagines that, when they go away, the scene they have left behind them alters, that their departure leaves a hole in their previous surroundings. The departure may leave a hole in some people’s lives, a wound which is invisible; but one’s surroundings take as little notice of one’s departure as the sea takes of the dead. The scene rolls on, the music keeps playing, no one misses a beat. Children continue, relentlessly to be conceived; ruthlessly, to be born; and are there when you return, staring at you with their all-seeing eyes-you have not returned; although they just got there, it is you who have arrived.”
James Baldwin, “Just Above My Head”, 1979.
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