Frederic Edwin Church Rainy Season in the Tropics

Frederic Edwin Church Rainy Season in the TropicsWilliam Merritt Chase Idle HoursWilliam Merritt Chase Reflections
Too late. You haven't any choice: you're the bearer. It's picked you out. And, what's more, they know you've got it; and if you don't use it against them, they'll tear it from your hands and use it against the rest of us, forever he let Will bow his head before he spoke again.
"There are two great powers," the man said, "and they've been fighting since time began. Every advance in humanscrap of knowledge and wisdom and decency we have has been torn by one side from the teeth of the other. Every little increase in human freedom has been fought over ferociously between those who want us to know more and and ever.""But why should I fight them? I've been fighting too much; I can't go on fighting. I want to—""Have you won your fights?"Will was silent. Then he said, "Yes, I suppose.""You fought for the knife?""Yes, but—""Then you're a warrior. That's what you are. Argue with anything else, but don't argue with your own nature."Will knew that the man was speaking the truth. But it wasn't a welcome truth. It was heavy and painful. The man seemed to know that, because