Gustave Flaubert Quote

The poetry of the earth is never dead

Peace: In international affairs, a period of cheating between two periods of fighting

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children

Day: A period of twenty-four hours, mostly misspent

All are architects of fate, working in these walls of time

Four seasons fill the measure of the year; there are four seasons in the mind of man