But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea
of denouncing pleasure and praising pain
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring.
But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born.
Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself.
Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.