If we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.
Mark NepoI looked a hundred times and all I saw was dust. The sun broke through and flecks of gold filled the air.
Mark NepoIf we are to access the resources of life, we must listen with our common heart to the cries of the world.
Mark NepoI looked a hundred times and all I saw was dust. The sun broke through and flecks of gold filled the air.
Mark Nepo