Those who weep for the happy periods which they encounter in history acknowledge what they want not the alleviation but the silencing of misery.
Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
The real war will never get in the books.
Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.
Here or henceforward it is all the same to me I accept Time absolutely.
“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am...
A grownup is a child with layers on....
A grownup is a child with layers on.
If way to the better there be, it exacts a full look at the worst.
