Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
Love is the crowning grace of humanity.
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
Where you are is of no moment, but only what you are doing there. It is not the place that ennobles you, but you the place, and this only by doing that which is great and noble.
Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.