Alan Gold
Chapter Three: Joachim Gutman, Allied Occupied Germany, 1946
What frightens me, though, is that the world will forget. And what we forget today we will repeat tomorrow.
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Waiting for the Barbarians (1904)
Constantine P. Cavafy
Translated by Edmund Keeley
Why this sudden bewilderment, this confusion?
(How serious people’s faces have become.)
Why are the streets and squares emptying so rapidly,
everyone going home lost in thought?
Because night has fallen and the barbarians haven't come.
And some of our men just in from the border say
there are no barbarians any longer.
Invictus (1875)
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul