Oh Captain my captain!


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LOVE this passage. It has been stuck in my craw lately. No offense.

John Keating: We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here – that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

From Dead Poets Society

That is all. Proceed with what you were doing until I call upon you again…you won’t know when or where…but there I shall be…probably wearing a Guns N’ Roses t-shirt.

Mr F
“Trainer to Rod Steiger!”

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