Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age. The child is grown, and puts away childish things.... Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that is.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;... Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Euclid alone Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they... Who, though once only and then but far away, Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »