A firefly flitted by:
“Look”! I almost said
but I was alone
– Taigi

This huge ocean-
I could stand here forever
it would still come to me..
– Proxade Davis

If the striker thinks he scores
Or the keeper cries in shame
They understand not the crowd’s applause
I make, and hear and earn again
For I am the crowd and I am the ball
I am the triumph and the blame
I am the turf, the pies, the All
Always and ever, I am the Game.
It matters not who won or lost
Nothing is the score you made
Fame is a petal that curls in the frost
But I will remember how you played.

–Terry Pratchett (Unseen Academicals)