“A black star appears, a point of darkness in the night sky’s clarity.
Point of darkness and gateway to repose.
Reach out, pierce the fine fabric of the sheltering sky, take repose.”
“But a man does not fight merely to win!
No- no- better to know one fights in vain!
…I know them now, my ancient enemies – Falsehood! Prejudice! Compromise! Vanity!
….There is one crown I bear away with me…one thing without stain, unspotted from the world…and that is my white plume.”
EDMOND ALEXIS ROSTAND.