No time of life is so beautiful as the early days of love, when with every meeting, every glance, one fetches something new home to rejoice over.


Either/ Or (ed. 1959)


No time of life is so beautiful as the early days of love, when with every meeting, every glance, one fetches something new home to rejoice over.

No time of life is so beautiful as the early days of love, when with every meeting, every glance, one fetches something new home to rejoice over.

No time of life is so beautiful as the early days of love, when with every meeting, every glance, one fetches something new home to rejoice over.

No time of life is so beautiful as the early days of love, when with every meeting, every glance, one fetches something new home to rejoice over.