It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.
Fyodor DostoevskyWhat is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.
Fyodor DostoevskyIt's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.
Fyodor DostoevskyWhat is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.
Fyodor Dostoevsky