Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.
If it were possible to have a life absolutely free from every feeling of sin, what a terrifying vacuum it would be.
The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
Childhood is not only the childhood we really had but also the impressions we formed of it in our adolescence and maturity. That is why childhood seems so long. Probably every period of life is multiplied by our reflections upon the next.
Many men on the point of an edifying death would be furious if they were suddenly restored to life.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories