All actual heroes are essential men, And all men possible heroes.
I, who thought to sink, was caught up into love, and taught the whole of life in a new rhythm.
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless; That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach
Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
He who breathes deepest lives most.
Never say No when the world says Aye.