The day of death ... is one of the five mysteries, the key of which God holds in his own hands.
Edouard Rene de LaboulayeWords are naught but wind, and the fairest promises like dreams that take flight with the morning.
Edouard Rene de LaboulayeThe day of death ... is one of the five mysteries, the key of which God holds in his own hands.
Edouard Rene de LaboulayeWords are naught but wind, and the fairest promises like dreams that take flight with the morning.
Edouard Rene de Laboulaye