by CT on February 16, 2014



Prometheus – by Gustave Moreau, 1868

“Fate, that brinks all things to an end, not thus
Apportioneth my lot: ten thousand pangs
Must bow, ten thousand miseries afflict me
Ere from these bonds I freedom find, for Art
Is by much weaker than Necessity.”

Aeschylus – Prometheus Bound


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