In other searchings it might be the object of the quest that brought satisfaction, or it might be something… — Willa Cather

Only the stupid and the phlegmatic should teach.

Now everything was in ruins. The air was still and cold like the air in a refrigerating-room. What I felt was fear; I was afraid to look or speak or move. Everything about me seemed evil. When kindness has left people, even for a few moments, we become afraid of them, as if their reason had left them. When it has left a place where we have always found it, it is like shipwreck; we drop from security into something malevolent and bottomless.

Religion is different from everything else; because in religion seeking is finding.