My peace, my peace is all I’ve got that I can give to you.
My peace is all I’ve ever had, it’s all I ever knew.
I give my peace to green and black, to red and white and blue.
My peace, my peace is all I’ve got that I can give to you.My peace, my peace is all I’ve got, it’s all I’ve ever known.
My peace is worth a thousand times more than anything I own.
I pass my peace around and around, ‘cross hands of every hue.
My peace, my peace is all I’ve got that I can give to you.
Spend the years of learning squandering
Courage for the years of wandering
Through a world politely turning
From the loutishness of learning.Gnome, Samuel Beckett
“Faith” is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see —
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne’er within him burn’d
As home his footsteps he hath turn’d
From wandering on a foreign strand?
If such there breathe, go, mark him well!
For him no minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim,—
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonour’d, and unsung.
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore,
And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and he bears a laden breast,
Full of sad experience, moving toward the stillness of his rest. lines 141-145Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range,
Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. 182
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.