The souls of all our brethren are ever hovering about us, craving for a caress, and only waiting for the signal.
Maurice MaeterlinckIf you love yourself meanly, childishly, timidly, even so shall you love your neighbor.
Maurice MaeterlinckThe souls of all our brethren are ever hovering about us, craving for a caress, and only waiting for the signal.
Maurice MaeterlinckIf you love yourself meanly, childishly, timidly, even so shall you love your neighbor.
Maurice Maeterlinck