”or being hated, don’t give way to hating”My favourite verse from my favourite poem:
“If you can dream and not make dreams your master
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same.
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools.
Or see the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop to mend them up with worn out tools.”
It strikes a chord of relevance to me anyway.
Mr Kipling may have been a City supporter.
Have to admit, don’t think I can agree to that one.