While you are a man, live the life of a man, and when you become a spirit, live the life of a spirit. But do not seek to mix the two together like oi… - H. Rider Haggard

Never stretch out your hand to Death till he stretches out his to you

Yet it is true that sun and moon and earth are born of the same black womb of chaos. Therefore in the beginning they were identical, as doubtless they will be in the end when, their journeyings done, they rush together to light space with a flame at which the mocking gods that made them may warm their hands. Well, so it is with men, . . . whose soul-stuff is drawn from the gulf of Spirit by Nature’s hand, and, cast upon the cold air of this death-driven world, freezes into a million shapes each different to the other and yet, be sure, the same.

It is only the nervous that climb the highest points of anything, and this is true of fights as of all others.