Meditations 11:34
As you kiss your son good night, says Epictetus, whisper to yourself, "He may be dead in the morning."
Don't tempt fate, you say.
By talking about a natural event? Is fate tempted when we speak of grain being reaped?
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As you kiss your son good night, says Epictetus, whisper to yourself, "He may be dead in the morning."
Don't tempt fate, you say.
By talking about a natural event? Is fate tempted when we speak of grain being reaped?