Reproaching the Fates, she said, “Yet theirs shall be but a partial triumph; memorials of my grief shall endure, and the spectacle of your death, my Adonis, and of my lamentation shall be annually renewed. Your blood shall be changed into a flower; that consolation none can envy me.”
Friday, October 10, 2008
Why was I swept up in this?
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Why did I ever believe that fate had a different plan for me? Why didn't I see what was so obvious?
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