Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not. — Xenophon
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not. — Xenophon
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not. — Xenophon
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not. — Xenophon
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not. — Xenophon
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Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.

— Xenophon
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