A woman, too, must make the barren land fruitful.
She must make life grow where there was no life.
Just as the Mother Nile feeds and replenishes the earth.
I am the Nile.
I will bear many sons.
Isis has told me.
My breasts are filled with love and life.
My hips are rounded and well apart.
Such women, they say have sons.
That first time when you stood here alone why did you cry?
Will you tell me now?
Because I had lost something.
- What?
- A lifetime.
- Mine.
- Nonsense.
Having conquered the world, he ojacobs@example.org.
I am 52.
My remaining ambition is to keep the world from conquering me.
Your ambitions must always have been his.
They still must be.
Shall I tell you something?
When I was 32 in Spain I came upon a statue of Alexander.
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