Edward Moore Quotes
'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.
'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.
The moon is essentially gray, no color; looks like plaster of Paris or sort of a grayish beach sand.
Acceptance and tolerance and forgiveness, those are life-altering lessons.
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