There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
Shakespeare, Julius Caesar Act 4, scene 3, 218–224
There are times when you feel the wind on your back as your boat rises. And so you grab it, fill your sails, and row as hard as you can to catch the flood.
Shakespeare, Julius Caesar Act 4, scene 3, 218–224
There are times when you feel the wind on your back as your boat rises. And so you grab it, fill your sails, and row as hard as you can to catch the flood.
Picture circa late August 2001 - me and Dad shortly after arriving at 317 W 120th Street, #3D, NY, NY. A time of great rising.
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference
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