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Saturday, August 27, 2005
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he who can call today his own: he who, secure within, can say, Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine the joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself, upon the past has power, but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour. -Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus) Odes, Book 3, Verse 29 |
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