O Fortune, cruellest of heavenly powers,
Why make such game of this poor life of ours?
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
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O Fortune, cruellest of heavenly powers,
Why make such game of this poor life of ours?
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
The older you get the closer this hits home.
I know what you mean Tom. We’re all on reprieve from everything bad but we don’t see the pattern until we’ve been around for a while.