a separate peace dialectic journal

A Separate Peace Dialectic Journal

“…There was nothing to notice: they of course were the same stairs I had walked up and down at least once everyday of my Devon life. They were the same as ever. And I? Well, I naturally felt older I began at that point the emotional examination to note how far my convalescence had gone-I was taller, bigger generally in relation to these stairs. I had more money and success and “security” than in the days when specters seemed to go up and down them with me…” Chap 1, pg 3

Some things will always stay the same in spite of the changes that happen to us.

“…This was the tree, and it seemed to me standing there to resemble those men, the giants of your childhood, whom you encounter years later and find that they are not merely smaller in relation to your growth, but that they are absolutely smaller, shrunken by age…” Chap 1, pg 6

Life passes at a glance what once was the center of your world given time will shrink away till it...