An unread book is just a block of paper.
For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!
It takes a genius to whine appealingly.
Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.
Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!
We all have souls of different ages