Comradeship and serious joy are not interludes in our travel, but our travels are interludes in comradeship and joy, which through God shall endure forever. The inn does not point to the road; the road points to the inn. And all roads point at last to an ultimate inn, where we shall meet; and when we drink again it shall be from the great flagons in the tavern at the end of the world.
Hope is the last gift given to man, and the only gift not given to youth. Youth is pre-eminently the period in which a man can be lyric, fanatical, poetic, but youth is the period in which a man can be hopeless. The end of every episode is the end of the world...But the power of hoping through everything, the knowledge that the soul survives its adventures; that great inspiration comes to the middle-aged; God has kept that good wine until now...They are in their second and clearer childhood, and there is a meaning in the merriment of their eyes. They have seen the end of the End of the World.
G.K. Chesterton
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I definitely could not have said it better myself.
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