Return to Sorrento (3rd class)
I must go down to the sea again,
To the lonely sea and the sky,
I left my vest and socks there,
I wonder if they’re dry ?
It is only to the individual that a soul is given.
You know, many a man realizes late in life that if when he was a boy he had known what…
A bee is never as busy as it seems; it's just that it can't buzz any slower.