The only thought I have is this: I shall imagine life is not worth dying, if (and when) roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed’s a rose, roses (you feel certain) will … Continue reading
The only thought I have is this: I shall imagine life is not worth dying, if (and when) roses complain their beauties are in vain but though mankind persuades itself that every weed’s a rose, roses (you feel certain) will … Continue reading