The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Saturday, June 29, 2013

The Man of La Mancha

If I could have been anything.

I would have been noble.

I would have been true.

I would have been kind.

I would have been humble.

I would have been fair.

I would have been strong.

I would have been beautiful.

Sickness would have been nothing to my body.

No wound would haved injured my will to live the life of a good man.

Alas.

A shark can only be a shark.

A rat can only be a rat.

A worm may dream of being other than a worm.

But it is the making of this world that things are as they are.

That is its wonder.

That is its terror.

That is its tragedy, that its futility.

That is why we dream our impossible dream.

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