I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you except that which he gains by kindness and attachment.
But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave...
The beautiful spring came and when Nature resumes her loveliness the human...
But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She...
If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you...
It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech.
The acting is something that will always be a part...
