- Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplacable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
- Ayn Rand
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
A man of words and not of deeds,
is like a garden full of weeds;
And when the weeds begin to grow,
it's like a garden full of snow;
And when the snow begins to fall,
it's like a bird upon the wall;
And when the bird away does fly,
it's like an eagle in the sky;
And when the sky begins to roar,
it's like a lion at the door;
And when the door begins to crack,
it's like a stick across your back;
And when your back begins to smart,
it's like a penknife in your heart;
And when your heart begins to bleed,
you're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.