Dialectical Journal for a Separate Peace Ch. 1-3

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Text “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” (Knowles 3). “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” (Knowles 6). “He got away with everything because of the extraordinary kind of person he was. It was quite a compliment to me, as a matter of fact, to have such a person choose me for his best friend” (Knowles 21). “Between the buildings, elms curved so high that you ceased to remember their height until you looked above the familiar trunks and the lowest umbrellas of leaves and took in the lofty complex they held high above, branches and branches of branches, a world of branches with an infinity of leaves. They too seemed permanent and never-changing, an untouched, unreachable world high in space, like the ornamental towers and spires of a great church, too high to be enjoyed, too high for anything, great and remote and never useful” (Knowles 22-23). “Yes, he had practically saved my life. He had also practically lost it for me. I wouldn't have been on that damn limb except for him. I wouldn't have turned around, and so lost my balance, if he hadn't been there. I didn't need to feel any tremendous rush of gratitude toward Phineas” (Knowles 25). Response In this piece of text from A Separate Peace by John Knowles,

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