The Same, the Same: friend and foe are of one stuff; the ploughman, the plough, and the furrow, are of one stuff; and the stuff is such, and so much, that the variations of form are unimportant.
Ralph Waldo EmersonThe gates of thought, - how slow and late they discover themselves! Yet when they appear, we see that they were always there, always open.
Ralph Waldo Emerson