"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The soul that rises with us, our life"s star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But railing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home."
-William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
Unfortunate is he who cannot gain a few sincere friends during his life and more unfortunate is the one who has gained them and then lost them (through his deeds).
"I could not, at any age, be content to take my place
by the fireside and simply look on. Life was meant to be lived.
Curiosity must be kept alive. One must never, for whatever reason,
turn his back on life."
-Eleanor Roosevelt (1884-1962)
