Quote of the Week: William Ernest Henley

Invictus
Invictus (Photo credit: Krissy.Venosdale)

The quote of the week comes from a poem by the English poet William Ernest Henley. When he was 17 one of his legs was amputated to save his life. He wrote Invictus while recovering from surgery to salvage his remaining leg. These words always give me goosebumps. The entire poem follows.

“It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.”

“Invictus”

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.