This is the body of Grisostomo, who was unique in intelligence, unequaled in generosity, serious without presumption, merry without vulgarity, and, finally, first in everything it means to be good and second to none in everything it means to be unfortunate. He loved deeply and was rejected; he adored and was scorned; he pleaded with a wild beast, importuned a piece of marble, pursued the wind, shouted in the desert, served ingratitude, and his reward was to fall victim to death in the middle of his life, which was ended by a shepherdess whom he attempted to immortalize so that she would live on in memory...
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Don Quixote - pg. 93
Labels: Miguel De Cervantes
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