Time is the longest distance between two places

pale moon

It always came upon me unawares

TOM: I didn’t go to the moon, I went much further – for time is the longest distance between two places. Not long after that I was fired for writing a poem on the lid of a shoe-box. I left Saint Louis. I descended the steps of this fire escape and followed, from then on, in my father’s footsteps, attempting to find in great motion what was lost in space. I traveled around a great deal. The cities swept about me like dead leaves, leaves that were brightly colored but torn away from the branches. I would have stopped, but I was pursued by something. It always came upon me unawares, taking me altogether by surprise. Perhaps it was a familiar bit of music. Perhaps it was only a piece of transparent glass. Perhaps I am walking along a street at night, in some strange city, before I have found companions.

by Tennessee Williams (March 26, 1911 – February 25, 1983)
The Glass Menagerie
Scene VII
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