I don't really have a point. I just wanted to share my mostly-irrelevant tale of mental tomfoolery.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Interestingly, the sentiment seems to share similarities with the article.