Who knows but we may meet somewhere? There is plenty of room for meeting in the universe.
Who knows but we may meet somewhere? There is plenty of room for meeting in the universe.
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe:…
Why not simply honor your parents, love your children, help your brothers and sisters, be faithful to your friends, care…
...poems should be written rarely and reluctantly, under unbearable duress and only with the hope that good spirits, not evil…