wit, wit! - I look upon it always as a draught of air; it cools indeed, but one gets a stiff neck from it. — Katharina Elisabeth Goethe Copy Share Image
How many joys are crushed under foot because people look up at the sky and disregard what is at their feet? — Katharina Elisabeth Goethe Copy Share Image
wit, wit! - I look upon it always as a draught of air; it cools indeed, but one gets a stiff neck from it. — Katharina Elisabeth Goethe Copy Share Image
