I can plod. I can persevere in any definite pursuit. To this I owe everything.
I can plod. I can persevere in any definite pursuit. To this I owe everything.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
We all know what to do, but we don’t know how to get re-elected once we have done it.
A Barred Owl The warping night-air having brought the boom Of an owl's voice into her darkened room, We tell…