Written by Susan Steinberg
In your presence,
I wrote of you.
In your absence,
I write of you.
He who enamors me
must endure a pen
that never leaves his side.
Cowards die many times before their deaths,
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
Nelson Mandela’s favorite Shakespeare passage. Above, a handwritten draft page from his memoirs. (via)
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