Who upon the dead, Unthinking chaos breathe the charm of life, Restore the dissonant to harmony, And bid the jarring individual be A chord, that, in the general consecration, Bears a part with all in musical relation? From Faust, on the Poet (the soul of sublime man) - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1749-1842AD
panta chremata en omou eita NOUS elthon auta diekosmese Mind arranged the segregation of like from unlike. - Anaxagoras, 500-428BC
"No one can make you feel any emotion, unless you agree to feel it. You are the sovereign of what happens inside you." - Perhaps from a fortune cookie, I cannot recall.