The heart is like the tree that gives balm for the wounds of man, only when the iron has wounded it.


A Thousand Flashes of French Wit, Wisdom, and Wickedness (1886)


The heart is like the tree that gives balm for the wounds of man, only when the iron has wounded it.

The heart is like the tree that gives balm for the wounds of man, only when the iron has wounded it.

The heart is like the tree that gives balm for the wounds of man, only when the iron has wounded it.

The heart is like the tree that gives balm for the wounds of man, only when the iron has wounded it.