You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say. — Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say. — Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say. — Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say. — Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say. — Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
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You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say.

— Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
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