The Augusteum warns me not to get attached to any obsolete ideas about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong tom or what function I may once have intended to serve. Yesterday I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true enough- but tomorrow I could be a fireworks depository. Even in the Eternal City, says the silent Augusteum, one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation.
( Elizabeth Gilbert )
[ Eat, Pray, Love ]
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