A Development Philosophy
I have trodden the winepress alone, and I know That it is hard to be really useful, resigning The things that people count for happiness, seeking The good deeds that lead to obscurity, accepting With equal face those that bring ignominy, The applause of all or the love of none.
I say: take no thought of the harvest, But only of proper sowing.
From the Chorus of the Rock
T. S. Eliott