And the trouble with me is that my ego just can't accept a loss. I suppose that if I were more perfectly adjusted, I would toss off defeat, but my name is on this ball club. Thirty-six men publicly reflect me and reflect on me, and it's a matter of my pride.
What's really important in life? Sitting on a beach? Looking at television eight hours a day? I think we have to appreciate that we're alive for only a limited period of time, and we'll spend most of our lives working. That being the case, I believe one of the most important priorities is to do whatever we do as well as we can. We should take pride in that.
I built a ship-a great large ship, And Pride stood at the helm And steered for Fame, that wondrous land, And Wealth-bright, golden realm! And Pride was captain, mate, and crew, And launched my ship with much ado. "Now go, my ship, my great, great ship, And laugh the winds to scorn." And lo, my ship came back to me All broken, bent. and torn! I built a ship, a lovely ship, With modern wings of white, And thought not of bright Wealth or Fame, But Service rose in sight. Love was my captain, mate, and crew And launched my ship without ado. "Now go, my ship, my lowly ship, Thy modest wings unfold." And lo, my ship came dancing back Just weighted down with gold!