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“A creature that hides and 鈥渨ithdraws into its shell,鈥� is preparing a 鈥渨ay out.鈥� This is true of the entire scale of metaphors, from the resurrection of a man in his grave, to the sudden outburst of one who has long been silent. If we remain at the heart of the image under consideration, we have the impression that, by staying in the motionlessness of its shell, the creature is preparing temporal explosions, not to say whirlwinds, of being.”
― Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space

“I do feel that I鈥檝e managed to make something I could maybe call my world鈥ver time鈥ittle by little. And when I鈥檓 inside it, to some extent, I feel kind of relieved. But the very fact I felt I had to make such a world probably means that I鈥檓 a weak person, that I bruise easily, don鈥檛 you think? And in the eyes of society at large, that world of mine is a puny little thing. It鈥檚 like a cardboard house: a puff of wind might carry it off somewhere.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark

“No man is brave that has never walked a hundred miles. If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveler, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear