I do not know whether my last words should be :
The bright day is done
And we are for the dark.
or, as I sometimes allow myself to hope
The world's' great age begins anew,
The golden years return ...
Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam,
Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
I have done what I could to add my small weight in an attempt to tip the balance on the side of hope, but it has been a puny effort against vast forces. May others succeed where my generation failed. Source：The Autobiography of Bertrand Russell, v.3:1944-1969 ,Postscript(1969) More info.（pc site）:http://russell-j.com/beginner/AB30-PREF.HTM
I do not know whether my last words should be :