wit, wit! - I look upon it always as a draught of air; it cools indeed, but one gets a stiff neck from it.
How many joys are crushed under foot because people look up at the sky and disregard what is at their feet? - Katharina Elisabeth Goethe
How many joys are crushed under foot because people look up at the sky and disregard what is at their feet?
- Katharina Elisabeth Goethe
wit, wit! - I look upon it always as a draught of air; it cools indeed, but one gets a stiff neck from it. - Katharina Elisabeth Goethe
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