Beyond the east the sunrise, beyond the west the sea,
and the east and west the wander-thirst that will not let me be.
Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.
– Terry Pratchett
En een gedeelte van een schitterend gedicht, genaamd Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood:
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind
~ William Wordsworth.