Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.
Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.
Ah, but a man's grasp should exceed his reach, Or what's a heaven for?
When the game is over, the king and the pawn go into the same box.
Autumn A touch of cold in the Autumn night -- I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over…