Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in the old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are,
One equal-temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Though much is taken, much abides.
That which we are, we are.
Two of the more powerful thoughts I have stumbled across in my windless philosophical wanderings over here...
