This whole world of ours is just a bit of mildew that grew over a tiny planet. And we think we can have something great—thoughts, deeds! They’re all grains of sand.
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
This whole world of ours is just a bit of mildew that grew over a tiny planet. And we think we can have something great—thoughts, deeds! They’re all grains of sand.
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
