When I was young and free and my imagination had no limits I dreamed
of changing the world. As I grew older and wiser I discovered the world
would not change, so I shortened my sights somewhat and decided to
change only my country. But it, too, seemed immovable.
As I entered my twilight years, in one last desperate attempt,
I sought to change only my family, those closest to me, but alas!
they would have none of it. And now as I lie on my deathbed and realize
(perhaps for the first time) that if only I’d changed myself first,
then by example I may have influenced my family and with their encouragement
and support may have bettered my country, and who knows,
I may have changed the world.
—Inscribed on the tomb of an Anglican Bishop (1100 A.D)
in the crypt at Westminster Abbey in London