Optimism Is The True Moral

I Have Often Marveled At The Thin Line Which Separates Success From Failure.

We Had Seen God In His Splendors, Heard The Text That Nature Renders. We Had Reached The Naked Soul Of Man.

If You're A Leader, A Fellow That Other Fellows Look To, You've Got To Keep Going.

The Noise Resembles The Roar Of Heavy, Distant Surf. Standing On The Stirring Ice One Can Imagine It Is Disturbed By The Breathing And Tossing Of A Mighty Giant Below.

After Months Of Want And Hunger, We Suddenly Found Ourselves Able To Have Meals Fit For The Gods, And With Appetites The Gods Might Have Envied.