What one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life — the life God is sending one day by day.
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
What one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life — the life God is sending one day by day.
I choose to love you in silence… For in silence I find no rejection, I choose to love you in…
I strongly object to wrong arguments on the right side. I think I object to them more than to the…
Work without Hope Lines composed 21st February 1825 All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair-- The bees are…