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Life To Me Is The Greatest Of All Games. The Danger Lies In Treating It As A Trivial Game, A Game To Be Taken Lightly, And A Game In Which The Rules Don't Matter Much. The Rules Matter A Great Deal. The Game Has To Be Played Fairly Or It Is No Game At All. And Even To Win The Game Is Not The Chief End. The Chief End Is To Win It Honorably And Splendidly.

-Ernest Shackleton

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Life To Me Is

Ernest Shackleton

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Life To Me Is The Greatest Of All Games. The Danger Lies In Treating It As A Trivial Game, A Game To Be Taken Lightly, And A Game In Which The Rules Don't Matter Much. The Rules Matter A Great Deal. The Game Has To Be Played Fairly Or It Is No Game At All. And Even To Win The Game Is Not The Chief End. The Chief End Is To Win It Honorably And Splendidly.

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