3 quotes found
“The boundaries of this world are forever shifting from day to night, joy to sorrow, love to hate, and from life itself to death; and who can say at what moment we may suddenly cross over the borde...”
“The soul often hangs in a balance of some sort. Tonight do I lie down in the high fields with Dirk Tanner or not? At the fair, do I buy ribbons or wine? For the new ferrys headboard, do I use camph...”
“The boundaries of this world are forever shifting – from day to night, joy to sorrow, love to hate, and from life itself to death; and who can say at what moment we may suddenly cross over the bord...”
