Let me become the noble son of Seneca.
Let me inherit the wealth of Aristotle, Epicurus, and Socrates. Let me celebrate with my brothers Whitman and Thoreau. Let me, when I am afraid, cling to the skirts of my mothers Dickenson, Oliver, and Levertov.
Let my heirs receive a vast, unspoiled estate. And let me build in them the wisdom to receive it.