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This is the excellent foppery of the world, that,
when we are sick in fortune, - often the surfeit of
our own behaviour, - we make guilty of our own disasters
the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains by
necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and
treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and
adulterers, by an enforced obediance of planetary influence [...]
Edmund, talking to himself in Shakespeare´s (1564-1616) King Lear |
