What pride can a man have if he gives up fighting before the moment it kills him? With every breath we have, we must never relent, or we are doomed to fail. We will get tired, we will feel agonizing pain, and we may come to the brink of death, but doesn't that make the conquest so much more satisfying? A triumph worth coming to the brink of death for is certainly worth dying for.
"I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of. For to have been thought about, born in God's thought, and then made by God, is the dearest, grandest and most precious thing in all thinking."
--George MacDonald
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