As my vacation winds down, I finally made it around to starting Edmund Morris' Colonel Roosevelt (if you haven't checked out the first two books, The Rise of Theodore Roosevelt and Theodore Rex, I highly recommend them both), which was given to me around the holidays.
Each chapter begins with poetry from Edwin Arlington Robinson, who won three Pulitzer prizes. The first chapter had one that keeps resonating in my head,
Equipped with unobscured intent
He smiles with lions at the gate,
Acknowledging the compliment
Like one familiar with his fate.
Enjoy the weekend and it's back to the grind next week!