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You take people, you put them on a journey, you give them peril, you find out who they really are.

Joss Whedon

Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.

John Steinbeck

What was any art but a mold to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose. 

Willa Cather