In the victories of friends and their spoils, also in losses and toils, the graceful transcend the hills and their valleys, and between, their snakes and their coils.
In the victories of friends and their spoils, also in losses and toils, the graceful transcend the hills and their valleys, and between, their snakes and their coils.
Isn’t it only the indulgent man who can disdain himself enough to muster the hatred to look for the ugliness inside him—some men even with a grin and gallows humor?
The Prodigal