"We learn to restrain ourselves as we get older. We keep apart when we have quarrelled, express ourselves in well-bred phrases, and in this way preserv...
Those bitter sorrows of childhood!-- when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Those bitter sorrows of childhood!-- when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got w...
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