A library implies an act of faith which generations, still in darkness hid, sign in their night in witness of the dawn.
Victor HugoHumanity is our common lot. All men are made of the same clay. There is no difference, at least here on Earth, in the fate assigned to us. We come of the same void, inhabit the same flesh, are dissolved in the same ashes. But ignorance infecting the human substance turns it black, and that incurable blackness, gaining possession of the soul, becomes Evil.
Victor Hugo