And you can't help but worry for them, love them, want for them - those who go on down the close, foetid galleries of time and space without you.
Tim Winton (2013). “Cloudstreet: A Novel”, p.2, Macmillan
And you can't help but worry for them, love them, want for them - those who go on down the close, foetid galleries of time and space without you.