Maxioms by Alexander Smith
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in
the recognition.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in
the recognition.
Sweet April's tears,
Dead on the hem of May.
Sweet April's tears,
Dead on the hem of May.