Commonplaces
Sep. 29th, 2007 05:24 pmA human is built from dust and their fate is dust. They spend their life earning a living. A life like a breakable cup, like withering grass, like a fading flower, like a passing shadow, like a melting cloud, like a fleeting wind, like scattering dust, like a fading dream...( more quotations )High Holy Days liturgy, R Amnon of Mainz, c 1100
