Life is full of uncertainties, perhanps one day some unforeseen circumstance would bring her into his life once more
Life is full of uncertainties, perhanps one day some unforeseen circumstance would bring her into his life once more
No penance can your hard heart find save such as you long since have taught me to endure
One ought not to be unkind to a woman merely on account of her plainness, any more than one had a right to take liberties with her merely because she was handsome
Real things in the darkness seem no realer than dreams.
The world know it not; but you, Autumn, I confess it: your wind at night-fall stabs deep into my heart
There are as many sorts of women as there are women.
Would that, like the smoke of the watch-fires that mounts and vanishes at random in the empty sky, the smouldering flame of passion could burn itself away
You that in far-off countries of the sky can dwell secure, look back upon me here; for I am weary of this frail world's decay.
Autumn is no tiem to lie alone
Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.
If like the leaf of the wisteria through which the sun darts his rays transparently you give your heart to me, I will no longer distrust you
It is indeed in many ways more comfortable to belong to that section of society whose action are not publicly canvassed and discussed
Though the body moves, the soul may stay behind.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories