We’re fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance.
We’re fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance.
I am sure that one cannot love life enough; but I believe, too, one mustn't confuse love of life with…
He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a…
of John Dryden His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled him to run, though not to soar.