Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.
Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.
Wisdom worth sharing, words worth remembering.
Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.
Show me a genuine case of platonic friendship and I shall show you two old or homely faces.
Reason clears and plants the wilderness of the imagination to harvest the wheat of art.
Revenge is often like biting a dog because the dog bit you.