Quote from Marcus Aurelius

“When the longest- and shortest-lived of us dies their loss is precisely equal. For the sole thing of which any of us can be deprived is the present, since this is all we own, and nobody can lose what is not theirs.”


― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

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