Love is blind. Love of money is blind. Greed and money make people forfeit the quiddity of life, banish them from what is essential and alienate them from themselves. They lose their identity and become drifting exiles. ( "Money rocking and rolling" ) - Erik Pevernagie
There are places we fear, places we dream, places whose exiles we became and never learned it until, sometimes, too late. - Thomas Pynchon
My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world and exiles me from it. - Ursula K. Le Guin