“This is the excellent foppery of the world,
that when we are sick in fortune,
often the surfeits of our own behavior,
we make guilty of our disasters
the sun, the moon, and stars;
as if we were villains on necessity;
fools by heavenly compulsion;
knaves, thieves, and treachers
by spherical predominance;
drunkards, liars, and adulterers
by an enforced obedience of planetary influence;
and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on.”
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