Human life runs its course in the metamorphosis between receiving and giving.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheA king there was once reigning, Who had a goodly flea, Him loved he without feigning, As his own son were he!
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheHuman life runs its course in the metamorphosis between receiving and giving.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheA king there was once reigning, Who had a goodly flea, Him loved he without feigning, As his own son were he!
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe