Favorite Quote:
Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953<br /> Do not go gentle into that good night,<br /> Old age should burn and rave at close of day;<br /> Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br /> <br /> Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br /> Because their words had forked no lightning they<br /> Do not go gentle into that good night.<br /> <br /> Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br /> Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br /> Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br /> <br /> Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br /> And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br /> Do not go gentle into that good night.<br /> <br /> Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br /> Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br /> Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br /> <br /> And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br /> Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br /> Do not go gentle into that good night.<br /> Rage, rage against the dying of the light.