A man would die, though he were neither valiant nor miserable, only upon a weariness to do the same thing so often over and over again.
Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)
A man would die, though he were neither valiant nor miserable, only upon a weariness to do the same thing so often over and over again.
Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)