Give me again all that was there, give me the sun that shone! Give me the eyes, give me the soul, give me the lass that’s gone! Sing me a song of a lass that is gone, say, could that lass be I? Merry of soul she sailed on a day, over the sea to Skye. Billow and breeze, islands and seas, mountains of rain and sun All that was good, all that was fair, all that was me is gone.
Jamie Fraser Building the perfect hero King of himself. “It is only when a man tames his own demons that he becomes the king of himself if not of the world.” ― Joseph Campbell, The Hero With a Thousand Faces