When last comes to last, I have little power: I am merely an urn. I hold the bone-sap of myself, and watch the marrow burn. When last comes to last, I have little strength: I am only a tool. I work its work; and in its hands I am the fool. When last comes to last, I have little life. I am simply a deed: an action done while courage holds: a seed.
This you have to understand. There's only one way to hurt a man who's lost everything. Give him back something broken.
When last comes to last, I have little power: I am merely an urn. I hold the bone-sap of myself, and watch the marrow burn. When last comes to last, I have little strength: I am only a tool. I work its work; and in its hands I am the fool. When last comes to last, I have little life. I am simply a deed: an action done while courage holds: a seed.