Animals are born and bred in litters. Solitude grows blessed and peaceful only in old age.
George Santayanawhy shouldnt things be largely absurd, futile, and transitory? they are so, and we are so, and they and we go together.
George SantayanaAnimals are born and bred in litters. Solitude grows blessed and peaceful only in old age.
George Santayanawhy shouldnt things be largely absurd, futile, and transitory? they are so, and we are so, and they and we go together.
George Santayana