The Repose Of Darkness Is Deeper On

‎"dost Thou Understand? I Love Thee!" He Cried Again."what Love!" Said The Unhappy Girl With A Shudder.he Resumed,--"the Love Of A Damned Soul.

Often The Losing Of A Battle Leads To The Winning Of Progress. Less Glory But Greater Liberty: The Drum Is Silent And The Voices Of Reason Can Be Heard.

Change Your Opinions, Keep To Your Principles; Change Your Leaves, Keep Intact Your Roots.

Her Soul Trembled On Her Lips Like A Drop Of Dew On A Flower.

Dying Is Nothing. What's Terrible Is Not To Live.