When small men begin to cast big shadows, it means that the sun is about to set.
-- Lin Yutang
Saturday, October 18, 2008
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I SING what was lost and dread what was won, I walk in a battle fought over again, My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men; Feet to the Rising and Setting may run, They always beat on the same small stone. -- William Butler Yeats
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