Whenever someone says, “I’ll not take half” or “I’ll take half”, it reminds me of this poem. First two stanzas are so fiery and third one is stark contrast!!!
(credit to translator as well)
No, I’ll not take the half…
No, I'll not take the half, Give me the whole sky! The far-flung earth! Seas and rivers and mountain avalanches-- All these are mine! I'll accept no less! No, life, you cannot woo me with a part. Let it be all or nothing! I can shoulder that! I don't want happiness by halves, Nor is half of sorrow what I want. Yet there's a pillow I would share, Where gently pressed against a cheek, Like a helpless star, a falling star, A ring glimmers on a finger of your hand.
1963
Translated by George Reavey