“My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.”
“Fear death?—to feel the fog in my throat,
The mist in my face.
.......
No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers,
The heroes of old;
Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears”
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
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English poet and playwright of the Victorian Era 1812–1889Related quotes
After the announcement of the death sentence.
Source: Bartłomiej Kuraś, Witold Pilecki – w Auschwitzu z własnej woli, „Ale Historia”, w: „Gazeta Wyborcza”, 22 kwietnia 2013.
“Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.”
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (1943).
“When death captures me," the boy vowed, "he will feel my fist in his face." (31.26)”
Source: The Book Thief
Le Manifeste du Surréalisme, Andre Breton (Manifesto of Surrealism; 1924)