A man [is] commonly a locked-up chest to us, to open whom, unless we have the key of sympathy, will make our hearts bleed.
Henry David Thoreau in The Journal of Henry David Thoreau, 1837-1861
Song: “Gimme Sympathy” by Metric
A man [is] commonly a locked-up chest to us, to open whom, unless we have the key of sympathy, will make our hearts bleed.
Henry David Thoreau in The Journal of Henry David Thoreau, 1837-1861
Song: “Gimme Sympathy” by Metric