"Where do I find my consolations? There are many ways to be consoled. Everyone deserves to find their own way, and find such peace as they can. I find my greatest consolations come from Art.
A message from light years away would probably miss me in my box of space and time, but I find that Art can shout to me across a few years or centuries, and it carries the same message: “Yes, I exist, and you are not alone.” […] That’s what we are, a quintessence of dust. That Shakespeare could so conclude, and then end with a little joke is, to me, a great comfort." - Roger Ebert - A Quintessence of Dust (via lyras)