How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!
Ralph Waldo EmersonSociety is a wave. The wave moves onward, but the water of which it is composed does not.
Ralph Waldo EmersonHow cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!
Ralph Waldo EmersonSociety is a wave. The wave moves onward, but the water of which it is composed does not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson