All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do so, would I? |
All would live long, but none would be old. |
Growing old is like being increasingly penalized for a crime you have not committed. |
All would live long, but none would be old. |
All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do so, would I? |
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