All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army.
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Nationality: American Type: Journalist Born: April 18, 1864 Death: April 11, 1916 |
“It's better to be good than evil, but one achieves goodness at a terrific cost.”
“The wealth of a soul is measured by how much it can feel; its poverty by how little.”