Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
