To sing, to laugh, to dream,
To walk in my own way and be alone,
Free, with an eye to see things as they are,
At a word, a Yes, a No,
To fight- or write. To travel any road
Under the sun, under the stars, nor doubt
If fame or fortune lie beyond the bourne-
never to make a line I have not heard
In my own heart; yet, with all modesty
To say: "My soul, be satisfied with flower
- Cyrano de Bergerac
