Friendship * * * is a long time in forming, it is of slow growth, through many trials and months of familiarity.
Jean de la BruyereWe hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death.
Jean de la BruyereFriendship * * * is a long time in forming, it is of slow growth, through many trials and months of familiarity.
Jean de la BruyereWe hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death.
Jean de la Bruyere