"It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: 
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles...
...We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; 
One equal temper of heroic hearts, 
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."

- Alfred Lord Tennyson