Sad will be the day for any man when he becomes contented with the thoughts he is thinking and the deeds he is doing - where there is not forever beating at the doors of his soul some great desire to do something larger which he knows he was meant and made to do.
Some old men continually praise the time of their youth. In fact you would almost think that there were no fools in their days but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.
