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Thursday, May 18, 2017

There is an invisible book of life that faithfully records our vigilance or our neglect

Rubaiyat:

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
 Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit,
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
 Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.

Omar Khayyám.

ntodd

May 18, 2017 | Permalink

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