Rise higher!
And at last,
When thy sorrows and temptations all are past,
And the grand Death Angel brings
Summons from the King of Kings,
Thou shalt still, on angels’ wings
Rise higher.
I have a friend who wishes me to see that to be right which I know to be wrong. But if friendship is to rob me of my eyes, if it is to darken the day, I will have none of it. It should be expansive and inconceivably liberalizing in its effects. True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance.—Thoreau.