When the music stopped, it could have been forever since we'd begun. My grandfather took a step back, and the light grew yellow at his back.  'I'm going,' he said.  'Where?' I asked.  'Don't worry, sweetheart. You're so close.'  He turned and walked away, disappearing rapidly into spots and dust. Infinity.

He inched his way up the corridor as if he would rather be yarding his way down it, which was true.

It&#39;s lack of faith that makes people afraid of meeting challenges, and I believed in myself.

The revelation of thought takes men out of servitude into freedom.

Written By Ralph Waldo Emerson

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