Between the plan and the fulfillment lies always the hazard. Heartbeat flutters, knife flashes, horses stumble, cancer grows, more subtle foes invade...
Then they sit around the fire at the cave mouth and say "what shall we do now that he is no longer here to lead us?" or while the great bell tolls, they gather in the courtyard and say "it should not have happened so. Who will now give us counsel?" or they meet at the street corner and sadly say "why did it have to be this way, there is no other to take his place."
Through all history it runs the same. "If the young king had not fallen...if the prince had lived...if the general had not so recklessly exposed himself...if the president had not overworked himself..."
Between the plan and the fulfillment stands always the barrier of a human life.
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