The long sleep of death closes our scars, And the short sleep of life our wounds. Sleep is the half of time which heals us.
The long sleep of death closes our scars, And the short sleep of life our wounds. Sleep is the half of time which heals us.
In later life, as in earlier, only a few persons influence the formation of our character the multitude pass us by like a distant army. Onefriend, one teacher, one beloved, one club, one dining table, one work table are the means by which one's nation and the spirit of one'snation affect the individual.
Life, like the waters of the seas, freshens only when it Ascends toward heaven.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories