Maxioms by Maurice Maeterlinck
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved read more
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
A truth that disheartens because it is true is of more value than the most stimulating of falsehoods.
A truth that disheartens because it is true is of more value than the most stimulating of falsehoods.
