The saddest death I think that happens in a persons life, is not the one that happens in old age, no its the one when the child in them dies, when the world no longer inspires curiosity and wonder, when the world ceases to have magic. That is when I truly think we begin to die, not the one of old age, for that is merely the last scene in a play that has long since been in its final act.

Perhaps we become adults, the moment when we give up and let go of the type of people we wanted to be, and instead starting becoming the type of people of we need to be.

Any mind that bears much wisdom, shares a body with a heart that bears many wounds.

Such was the illusion of pride, for the fool sees it as the crown upon his head, while the wise sees it as the chain up on his ankle.

To deliberately damage or harm any holy book, any book really for that matter is wrong. They are receptacles of knowledge and ideas, keep them and storing them and disseminating them for the benefit of humanity,books ultimately exist to serve, regardless if one agrees with it or not. It was an assault on knowledge and enlightenment, that sad desire of some to see the triumph of ignorance over wisdom.

A man is what he gives to this world.