Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.
Consciousness is the only home of which we know.
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet. Dwell in possibility. Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
The Soul selects her own Society.
We'd never know how high we are till we are called to rise; and then, if we are true to plan, our statures touch the sky.