Come he slow or come he fast. It is but death who comes at last.
Death -- the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.
The willow which bends to the tempest, often escapes better than the oak which resists it; and so in great calamities, it sometimes happens that light and frivolous spirits recover ...
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