The shots had dispersed the birds; there remained only two marabous, standing between ten and twenty paces away and plunged in reverie. They were like two old men with bald heads pressed between the shoulders.
Henryk SienkiewiczNevertheless, in this sea of human wretchedness and malice there bloomed at times compassion, as a pale flower blooms in a putrid marsh.
Henryk SienkiewiczBut I think happiness springs from another source, a far deeper one that doesn't depend on will because it comes from love.
Henryk Sienkiewicz