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He who postpones the hour of living as he ought, is like the rustic who waits for the river to pass along (before he crosses) but it glides on and will glide forever. [Lat., Vivendi recte qui prorogat horam Rusticus expectat dum defluat amnis at ille Labitur et labetur in omne volubilis aevum.]

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