Fedor Nikolaevich Glinka. Letters of a Russian officer (№ 287598)

Who had time to look, how fade the sweetest of joy as die best the hopes of the people will never rely for the future and will not make calculations ahead! Experience! Experience the life-saving!.. But, with experience comes to the heart of sadness! Where are you, Golden days of my youth! A carefree time of dreams and hopes! Then I still didn't know how to read in the future... Now thrown into the storms of life, bought himself the mind is troubled...