A poem
I would rather be ashes than dust!
I would rather that my spark should burn out
in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled
by dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom
of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.
Jack London
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