William Ernest Henley

  • It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul

    William Ernest Henley
  • Thick is the darkness-- Sunward, O, sunward!Rough is the highway-- Onward, still onward!Dawn harbors surely East of the shadows.Facing us somewhere Spread the sweet meadows.Upward and forward! Time will restore us:Light is above us, Rest is before us

    William Ernest Henley
  • I am the master of my fate:I am the captain of my soul

    William Ernest Henley
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