« You see, my children, when the wheat is ripe, he must cut it; When the wine is drawn, it must drink. »
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Alphonse Daudet
Lettres de mon Moulin |
Alphonse Daudet
Lettres de mon Moulin
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« Life is a box of instruments that sting and cut. At any time we ensanglantons us hands. »
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Alphonse Daudet
(Source unknown) |
Alphonse Daudet
(Source unknown)
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« The hate is the wrath of the weak! »
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Alphonse Daudet
Lettres de mon moulin |
Alphonse Daudet
Lettres de mon moulin
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