“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, ‘That you are here–that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.’ What will your verse be?” (Dead Poets Society, 1989)
Honest Stories
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Jumping on a train not knowing where it’s going
Read more: Jumping on a train not knowing where it’s goingI woke up on the first day of 2005 — the twentieth year of my existence — in an overnight train from Adelaide to Melbourne. I felt like I had conquered something big.
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