They change their clime, not their disposition, who run across the sea.
They change their clime, not their disposition, who run across the sea.
Poem If the night flights keep you awake I will call London Airport and tell them to land their dangerous…
It is better to make your own mistakes than to copy someone else's
As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of…