The Brough Superior sped to its fate. Its driver unaware of the two boys playing on the road. History cannot not tell us what might have been. What Thomas might have gone on to do. This man of letters, of war, of speed and dreams was no more. Many wept tears as cruel fate carried away T E Lawrence. A man who dreamed with his eye open, making history for good or bad. What he might have gone on to do and write. Yet all life is finite, for even mountains crumble and fall to become the sand of dreams.
T. E. Lawrence wrote. “All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible”. From the Seven Pillars of Wisdom