When I get discouraged, which happens from time to time, I take comfort from an old poem. It is "Ulysses" by Alfred Lord Tennyson. It was written in 1833 and tells of the elderly hero Ulysses looking back at his life and deciding that he will go forth and see wonders again. It ends like this:
"Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
Much abides in me, in you. This is courage unyielding. The courage we all have. Still.
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