"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The soul that rises with us, our life"s star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But railing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home."
-William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
Make one heap of all yer winningz....
and risk it on one turn of pitch and toss....
then if you lose... u start again at yer beginningz....
and never breathe a word abt yer los...
