I would rather be ashes than dust.
I would rather my spark burned out in a brilliant blaze
Than stifled in dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor,
Every atom of me in magnificent glow,
Than a sleepy and permanent planet,
Man's chief purpose is to live, not exist.
I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.
by Jack London
(The understanding of space outdated, but the message clear.)