Fyodor Dostoevsky. Teen (№ 100198)
The thought did not go into words. It's a noble suffering, my friend, and is given only to the elect; the fool is always happy with what he said, and besides, always Express more than you need; reserve they love.
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MegaMozg 06-01-2017 / 03:17
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