We wander through old streets, and pause before the age stricken houses; and, strange to say, the magic past lights them up. — Grace King Copy Share Image
The past is our only real possession in life. It is the one piece of property of which time cannot deprive us; it is… — Grace King Copy Share Image
We wander through old streets, and pause before the age stricken houses; and, strange to say, the magic past lights them up. — Grace King Copy Share Image
Every heart has a miracle to pray for. Every life holds that which only a miracle can cure. To prove that there have never… — Grace King Copy Share Image
Patience! Patience! Patience is the invention of dullards and sluggards. In a well-regulated world there should be no need of such a thing as… — Grace King Copy Share Image
