How often are the beauties of nature unheeded by man, who, musing on past ills, brooding over the possible calamities of the… — Almira Hart Lincoln Phelps Copy Share Image
“His tired gaze - from passing endless bars - has turned into a vacant stare which nothing holds. to him there seem… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“She is all at once unused but oh, so used up. Or very used to. Why is it that when a woman… — Durga Chew-Bose Copy Share Image
