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English, 29.07.2019 05:00 meKaya

Ihave studied many times the marble which was chiseled for me-- a boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor. in truth it pictures not my destination but my life. for love was offered me and i shrank from its disillusionment; sorrow knocked at my door, but i was afraid; ambition called to me, but i dreaded the chances. yet all the while i hungered for meaning in my life. and now i know that we must lift the sail and catch the winds of destiny wherever they drive the boat. to put meaning in one's life may end in madness, but life without meaning is the torture of restlessness and vague desire-- it is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid. which statement best expresses the theme of the poem? a) to live life fully, one must take risks. b) no matter how hard we try, our lives are ruled by fate. c) searching for meaning inevitably leads to disappointment. d) only the strong survive; the weak are destined to failure.

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