A book without a plot for a boy that grows up before the reader's eyes.

The story of Thomas Wolfe himself, dressed as a novel, is a series of moods, emotions, reactions, but not events. There are events, but the reader touches them through the moods of Eugene Gant - the alter ego of Thomas Wolfe.

The book is slow, I read it slowly, thought slowly, and in the end, I can say that it influenced me and made me think deeply about things in life that I hadn't thought about for a long time. I really liked it and I would read the other books of Thomas Wolfe when I need to amuse my thoughts, time, and life.

This book offers a unique reading experience. It doesn't rely on a traditional narrative structure but instead delves into the inner world of the characters. Through the eyes of Eugene Gant, we get a glimpse of Wolfe's own life and the emotions that accompanied it.

The slow pace of the book allows for a more immersive reading experience. It gives the reader time to reflect on the themes and ideas presented. It makes us question our own lives and the things that truly matter.

Overall, this book is a thought-provoking and engaging read that I would highly recommend to anyone looking for a different kind of literary experience.

Even angels must leave their nests in heaven one day…

…a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; of a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.
Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother’s face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.

Look Homeward, Angel is a profound exploration of avarice and its far-reaching consequences. Petty greed has the power to shatter a once-substantial family. Even if the protagonist manages to break free, the insidious seeds of destruction have already been planted within him. The story unfolds with an epic grandeur, a lyrical beauty, and a profound sadness that lingers.

In nakedness and loneliness of soul he paced along the streets. Nobody said, I know you. Nobody said, I am here. The vast wheel of life, of which he was the hub, spun round.

Exposed to tuberculosis from early childhood, the children unfortunately contracted this debilitating disease. The majority of them, including Thomas Wolfe, met their untimely demise due to various forms of tuberculosis. Little did the mother suspect the dire consequences of her occupation.

Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.

Any one of us is an integral part of humanity, carrying within us a modicum of the entire history. We are all interconnected, and our actions and experiences ripple through time, leaving an indelible mark on the tapestry of human existence.