Man blindly works the will of fate. Christoph Martin Wieland
Man blindly works the will of fate.
The compulsion of fate is bitter. Christoph Martin Wieland
The compulsion of fate is bitter.
For whatever a man has, is in reality only a gift. Christoph Martin Wieland
For whatever a man has, is in reality only a gift.
Too oft is transient pleasure the source of long woes. Christoph Martin Wieland
Too oft is transient pleasure the source of long woes.
