Youth Is A Blossom Whose

...does That Not Tell You That Grief Is Like Life And That There Is Always Somethings Unknown Beyond It?

I Love The Life You've Always Made So Sweet For Me And I'd Regret It If I Had To Die.' 'do You Mean To Say That If I Left You---' 'i'd Die, Yes.' 'then You Love Me?

What A Fool I Was, Not To Tear My Heart Out On The Day When I Resolved To Revenge Myself!

Are There Not Some Places Where We Seem To Breathe Sadness? — Why, We Cannot Tell. It Is A Chain Of Recollections — An Idea Which Carries You Back To Other Times, To Other Places — Which, Very Likely, Have No Connection With The Present Time And Place.

Order Is The Key To All Problems.