I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars. — Og Mandino
"A flame emerged from a single unseen point and from the center of this flame sparks sprang forth, each carrying its cargo of light. Somehow, no one knows why the frail vessels broke open, split asunder, and all the sparks were scattered, like sand, like seeds, like stars."
— Howard Schwartz, Folklorist, author, poet, born April 21, 1945