heroic appears, but we are oppressed by imperfection and
shortcoming on all hands, we are apt to suck our thumbs and
decry our fates. As if nothing was to be done in cloudy weather,
or, if heaven were not accessible by the upper road, men
would not find a lower. There are two ways to victory - to
strive bravely, or to yield. How much pain the last will save us
we have not yet learned.