As are the generations of leaves, so are those of men. The wind scatters the leaves on the ground, but the forest buds and puts forth more, when the season of spring is at hand. Even so one generation of men puts forth and another ceases.
Glaucus, Book 6, The Iliad (via myancientworld)(via approachingstarlight)
A Taste of Indecision
I'm Franco Nico, 22 years old from Davao City. Newly registered nurse. :D Humanist. Art lover. Enjoys discourse on politics, society, and everything in-between.
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