In youth we feel richer for every new illusion; in maturer years, for every one we lose.
Sophie SwetchineIt is a little stream, which flows softly, but freshens everything along its course.
Sophie SwetchineIn youth we feel richer for every new illusion; in maturer years, for every one we lose.
Sophie SwetchineIt is a little stream, which flows softly, but freshens everything along its course.
Sophie Swetchine