To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty,
to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch,
or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has
because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Which lines in the above poem struck you the most? Why do you say that?
How has all of your time alone in seclusion these past two months shed light on these thoughts and feelings?