Thursday, March 13, 2008

Abstract Nº49

As if this were words of my mother for me, I quote this, so close to her lifepath:

Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee;
Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not:
Let all the ends thou aim’st at be thy country’s,
Thy God’s, and truth’s; then if thou fall’st, O Cromwell,
Thou fall’st a blessed martyr!

William Shakespeare, "King Henry VIII" (Act III. Scene 2).

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