There were many who went in huddled procession,They knew not wither,But, at any rate, success or calamityWould attend all in equality.There was one who sought a new road,He went into direful thickets,And ultimately he died thus, alone;But they said he had courage.
Stephen CraneIt was not well to drive men into final corners; at those moments they could all develop teeth and claws.
Stephen CraneIn the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, โIs it good, friend?โ โIt is bitter โ bitter,โ he answered, โBut I like it Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart.
Stephen Crane