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Who would condescend to strike down the mere things that he does notfear? Who would debase himself to be merely brave, like any commonprizefighter? Who would stoop to be fearless–like a tree? Fight thething that you fear. You remember the old tale of the English clergymanwho gave the last rites to the brigand of Sicily, and how on hisdeath-bed the great robber said, ‘I can give you no money, but I cangive you advice for a lifetime: your thumb on the blade, and strikeupwards.’ So I say to you, strike upwards, if you strike at the stars.
