If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you.

Excerpt from "If" by Rudyard Kipling:

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

 

One of my favourite poems ever.

I can never get over the goosebumps I get reading it. Maybe that's just a direct result of having watched this (I know it was long ago, but I guess the tennis-mania has overcome me with the US Open)

 

And yeah, I know I'm overdoing the sky-photos D: I can't help it, I love them no matter how cliche they are.

Done