"'Tis frightening to me sometimes, that all our reasoning and works are so provisional, so damned fragile, and someday we pass away like the strain of breath on a mirror and sink back into that from whence we've come."
From Middle Passage, by Charles Johnson.
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The good news is, the bad breaths don't last long on the mirror either, AND, other strains of breath that are good will keep coming back, even after others fade away. :)
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