“ There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled? ”
- Sophocles- Copy
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“ What a strange thing is the propagation of life! A bubble of seed which may be spilt in a whore's lap, or in the orgasm of a voluptuous dream, might have formed a Caesar or a Bonaparte — there is nothing remarkable recorded of their sires, that I know of. ”
- Lord Byron- Copy
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