Love doesn’t sit there like a stone.
It has to be made like bread;
Remade all the time,
…Made new.
Love doesn’t sit there like a stone.
It has to be made like bread;
Remade all the time,
…Made new.
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step.
The conservative spirit of the child always makes him think of the latest as the last.
How many people ruin themselves by laying out money on trinkets of frivolous utility? What pleases these lovers of toys…