In great deed, something abides. On great fields, something stays. Forms change & pass, bodies disappear but spirits linger to consecrate ground for the vision place of the soul. And reverent men & women from afar & generations that know us not & that we know not of, shall come here to ponder & to dream & the power of the vision shall pass into their souls.
Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain
1828 - 1914
King of the Birds, Lord of the Skies
Gather ye rose buds while ye may, old time is still a flying;
and this same rose that you see today, tomorrow will be dying.
CarpeDiem: Seize the Day!
- Dead Poets Society
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