……..I had to await my first white hairs, my first regrets, before becoming convinced that every man , including my father ,had the right to take the wrong road if he believed he was pursuing happiness.
From that time, I began to cherish his erring ways, just as I hope that you will cherish mine, my son.
I wish that you too will sometimes get lost in your turn.
And I hope that ,
you will love to the point of tyranny,
and that you will long remain receptive to the noble temptation of life .
Leo the African