15 August, 4.30 in the morning. My God, have mercy on me! My eyes have no more tears with which to weep for you, my poor children; farewell, farewell!
Marie Antoinette
The Queen of France wrote this line in her prayer book a few hours before her death, knowing that her children would be killed after her
At the close of the Strugatskys' "Roadside Picnic" the Golden Sphere is asked for this: "Happiness for everybody, free, and let nobody go away unsatisfied!" I do not promise to leave no one aggrieved, but the digest really does come free. So, here is the
Frederic Leighton. “Daedalus and Icarus”, 1869 Daedalus warns his son not to climb too high: the heat of the sun may melt the wax, but Icarus is already gazing into the distance, and the lamentations of a foolish old man interest him not in the least
