“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 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. What will your verse be?” – Dead Poets
Society
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