This is the true joy of life, the being used for a purpose
— recognized by yourself as the mighty one.
The being a force of nature, instead of a feverish,
selfish little clod of ailments and grievances
— complaining that the world
will not devote itself to making you happy.
I am of the opinion that my life
belongs to the whole community,
and as long as I live in it,
it is my rivelege to do whatever I can.
I want to be throughly used up when I die,
for the harder I work, the more I love.
I rejoice in life for its own sake.
Life is no brief candle to me.
It is a sort of splendid torch which
I’ve got a hold of for the moment,
and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible
before handing it on to future generations.
— George Bernard Shaw