A season left in me Poem (Author unknown) I’m old and worn and awfully slow, I don’t run like I used to though, For if you’d played a game like mine, And carried the ball across the line, Or kicked the goal to win the final, Not thinking of a […]
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From the movie Oblivion, Jake Harper re-quotes from Lays of Ancient Rome How can a man die better, Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers, And the temples of his gods.
Dylan Thomas, 1914 – 1953 Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle […]
The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as […]
Once more into the fray Into the last good fight I’ll ever know Live and die on this day Live and die on this day This is from the movie “The Grey“
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t […]