Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.
Happiness
Quotations by Logan Pearsall Smith
Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste. Logan Pearsall Smith
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