He thinks with regret of the great days when he could at harvest time at least go down into Hungary and work on the big estates and bring back, as his wage, a side of bacon for the winter. That… — Douglas Reed Copy Share Image
Believe me there is no such thing as great suffering, great regret, great memory…everything is forgotten, even a great love. That's what's sad about life, and also what's wonderful about it. There is only a way of looking at things,… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
