This is the true joy of life,

The being used for a purpose

Recognised by yourself as a might one-

The being a force of nature instead of a feverish,

Selfish little clod of ailments and grievances

Complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.


I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community

And as long as I live it is my privilege to do it for whatever I can.


I want to be thoroughly used up when I die,

For the harder I work the more I live.

I rejoice in life for its own sake,

Life is no ‘brief candle’ to me; it is a sort of splendid torch

Which I have got hold of for the moment,

And I want to make it burn as brightly as possible

Before handing it on to future generations.


George Bernard Shaw (1856 – 1950)