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We make men without chests and expect from them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst.
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âNow listen to me. This life, know that it is precious. Youâve gotta grasp at every little whiff of it that passes by you. It wonât be easy, and it wonât be certain. Not now, and not in your unimaginable future. Donât be surprised, no. Embrace the stiff winds, and the lonely heights.
Remember your name. Never turn away from the bright course because it is hard. But above all, love. Scrape out the bottom of your soul and love for all your worth. And when you find her, risk everything. Die a thousand deaths to get her. Donât look back. When you grow older, older than Iâll ever be, blow on the embers of that first heroic choice. And youâll be warmed, sustained. Someday youâll have a son. Remember he is your greatest gift. Tell him these things. Make a man of him. Love him. Donât live to get money. Have a few things, but make them good things. Take care of them, learn how they work. There is beauty in the smell of good machines and old leather. When you walk, alone, in the autumn. Down roads at night, with the trees tossing in the sunset, know that I would give everything to walk with you, and tell you their names. But I am there, in the light through the branches. And I am loving you where I see you. I must go now. All my love, forever and ever, Dad.â
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