"The hope of each is multiplied by the hope of everyone; a religion is born. Then, sometimes they are alone, they move forward leaning on their feeble strength with doubt and misgiving. If they write, they incessantly scan their own minds; if they paint, they incessantly scan their own faces, for they know that only in themselves will they find the opening of a clear path. And often, their fellowmen are frightened away and only come back later to worship their remains and their traces." -Rene Huyghe