Well, to each his own. I chose my path, you chose the way of the hero. And they found you amusing for a while, the people of this city. But the one thing they love more than a hero is to see a hero fail, fall, die trying. In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you. Why bother?
John Muir
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"No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the
lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or
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