“If, in an hour of noble elation, I could write a bit of glorified prose that would soften the stern ways of life, and bring to our fevered days some courage, dignity, and poise – I should be well content.” Max Ehrmann
Ehrmann wrote this years before Desiderata, which never really “took” in his lifetime. In fact, in the tenure of his life he would likely be properly classified as a “failed poet” assuming there is such a thing (I am a believer that there is not). In any event, the quote stands strong on its own, but stronger knowing that Ehrmann accomplished his goal. It occurs to me that there’s something to be learned there.