He who did well in war just earns the right, To begin doing well in peace.
Our aspirations are our responsibilities.
On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up.
How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!
Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.