“I'm not lost for I know where I am. But however, where I am may be lost.”
“For you know that I myself am a labyrinth, where one easily gets lost.”
“Where else? I belong to a lost generation and am comfortable only in the company of others who are lost and lonely.”
“I'm not lost, because I haven't any idea where to go that I might get lost on the way to. I'd like to get lost, because then I'd know where I was going, you see.”
“...It's just that sometimes I get so lost in the places the words take me to I forget where I am and—”
“I'm overwhelmed with sadness for everything that was lost, and filled with anger toward the people who took it away. My people-or at least, my old people. I don't know who I am anymore, or where I belong.That's not totally true...I know I belong with Alex.”