Men have not found the words for it nor the deed nor the thought, but
they have found the music. Let me see that in one single act of man on
earth. Let me see it made real. Let me see the answer to the promise of
that music. Not servants nor those served; not altars and immolations;
but the final, the fulfilled, innocent of pain. Don't help me or serve
me, but let me see it once, because I need it. Don't work for my
happiness, my brothers -- show me yours -- show me that it is possible --
show me your achievement -- and the knowledge will give me courage for
mine.
