Katelyn Hock

“She smiled. She knew she was dying. But it did not matter any longer. She had known something which no human words could ever tell and she knew it now. She had been awaiting it and she felt it, as if it had been, as if she had lived it. Life had been, if only because she had known it could be, and she felt it now as a hymn without sound, deep under the little whole that dripped red drops into the snow, deeper than that from which the red drops came. A moment or an eternity- did it matter? Life, undefeated, existed and could exist. She smiled, her last smile, to so much that had been possible.”
― Ayn Rand, We the Living

“Without music, life would be a mistake.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“Let me be that I am and seek not to alter me.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing