To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Okay, they both "fell down". I had to "pick them up". When I asked if they needed help, they began to wiggle and dance all over the floor! I think it's some kind of Pitchford disease that gets passed down through the men!