W. E. Henley Quotes and Quotations
What have I done for you, England, my England? What is there I would not do, England, my own?
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.
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.