Image: Mike Gifford
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.
- Annie Dillard
Image: Dan Brady O Me! O Life! O Me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; | |
Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish; | |
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) | |
Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d; | |
Of the poor results of all—of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me; | |
Of the empty and useless years of the rest—with the rest me intertwined; | |
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life? | |
Answer: | |
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. - Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass |