Society bristles with enigmas which look hard to solve. It is a perfect maze of intrigue. Honore de Balzac
Society bristles with enigmas which look hard to solve. It is a perfect maze of intrigue.
Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act. A. E. Housman
Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
If a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act. A. E. Housman
If a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
