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“I WOULD RATHER BE ASHES THAN DUST! i would rather that my spark should burn out...”
– Jack London
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“I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand...”
– W. B. Yeats
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“I bring to you with reverent hands the books of my numberless dreams.”
– W. B. Yeats
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Days of Old
nickjstone: Remember the days of old? When fear, sleep, and weakness had yet to be born in our vocabulary? The same days in which you ran towards wonder faithfully, like a steadfast leopard, until the sun hid its face behind the horizon?
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