Book: Pan Volodyevsky



And what is human sorrow, if not of the mouse gnawing the seeds of joy stored in our hearts!
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Sadness, melancholy should be starving to keep that she has died, but whoever feeds it, stupid!
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Who carries the sun, he is able to light all around, and one in whom burns the fire, though bright, lights only those who are near.
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