To believe in a universe as young as six or seven thousand years old is to extinguish the light from most of the galaxy. Not to mention, the light from all the hundred billion other galaxies in the observable universe.
Soul of the age, the applause, delight, the wonder of our stage, my Shakespeare rise! Thou art a monument without a tomb, and art alive still, while thy book doth live, and we have wits to read, and praise to give.
By -Ben Jonson (via ambidextrovert)