1.
I have sat by night beside a cold lake And touched things smoother than moonlight on still water, But the moon on this cloud sea is not human, And here is no shore, no intimacy, Only the start of space, the road to suns.
F. R. Scott
2.
The world is my country, the human race is my race. The spirit of man is my god, the future of man is my heaven.
F. R. Scott