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На прошлой неделе ужинал во вьетнамском ресторане. Из динамиков доносилась непритязательная вьетнамская попса. Одна мелодия показалась мне странно знакомой. Прислушался, и в самом деле: "миллион, миллион, миллион алых роз," но на вьетнамском.

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From Girolamo Cardano, The Book of My Life, Chapter 31, "Happiness:"

Let us live, therefore, cheerfully, although there be no lasting joy in mortal things, whose substance is evanescent, inane, and vacuous. But if there is any good thing by which you would adorn this stage of life, we have not of such been cheated --- rest, serenity, modesty, self-restraint, orderliness, change, fun, entertainment, society, temperance, sleep, food, drink, riding, sailing, walking, keeping abreast of events, meditation, contemplation, education, piety, marriage, feasting, the satisfaction of recalling an orderly disposition of the past, cleanliness, water, fire, listening to music, looking at all about one, talks, stories, history, liberty, continence, little birds, puppies, cats, consolation of death, and the common flux of time, fate, and fortune, over the afflicted and the favored alike.

Ага. Еще - котят! И бабушку!