Happy the people whose annals are blank in the history books!
Happy the people whose annals are blank in the history books!
Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.
Fog The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then…
The heights of great men reached and kept, Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept,…