"The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of matter and of the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness." - Andre Malraux
"When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever, but i shall hold something which I have traded for it. It may be no more than a memory, but if it is a worthy one I shall not regret the price." - Unknown