Is life worth living? Yes, so long
As there is wrong to right.
So long as faith with freedom reigns
And loyal hope survives,
And gracious charity remains
To leaven lowly lives;
While there is one untrodden tract
For intellect or will,
And men are free to think and act,
Life is worth living still.
Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died. [Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.]
To meet my goals, I couldn't let up when I was playing tennis.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Genius . . . arises in the natural, aboriginal concern for the conscious unity of all phenomena.