Is is by William Ernest Henley and was written in 1875, published in 1888. As follows:"Out of the night that covers me black as the pit from pole to pole I thank whatever god... moreIs is by William Ernest Henley and was written in 1875, published in 1888. As follows:"Out of the night that covers me black as the pit from pole to pole I thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced or cried aloud. Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears loom but the horror of the shade and yet the menace of the years finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate how charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul" less
I remember one about a contest between the Sun and the Wind. They made a bet to see which of them could cause a man's coat to be removed. First the wind tried very hard to blow it ... moreI remember one about a contest between the Sun and the Wind. They made a bet to see which of them could cause a man's coat to be removed. First the wind tried very hard to blow it off. Colder and colder and stronger and stronger became the wind and tighter and tighter the man held his coat closed. Nothing the wind did mattered. It gave up. It was the sun's turn. All it did was just come out quietly. The man removed his coat. Lesson of course is that you don't have to be a cold persistent blowhard to get people's attention. A sunny smile, a kind hello and you're good to go. less
