“ Alack, alack the day!”

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  Lear .  If thou wilt weep my fortunes, take my eyes.  I know thee well enough; thy name is Gloucester.  Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know’st, the first time that we smell the air,  We wawl and cry.  I will preach to thee; mark.  Glou .    Alack, alack the day!  Lear .  When we are born, we cry that we are come  To this great stage of fools . . .  ____________ Shakespeare, The Tragedy of King Lear. Act 4, Scene 6 (Shakespeare died April 23, 1616.)

The Beautiful You












"You are not your body and hair style but your capacity for choosing well. If your choices are beautiful, so too will you be." (Epictetus, Discourses 3.1.39b-40)

Another translation reads, "for you are not flesh and hair, but you are will; and if your will beautiful, then you will be beautiful."

Or as one person put it, "you are more than a selfie" when you chose wisely.

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