The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
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The world turns gray, the air grows cool, the fog blows in. Only at evening can you really value home.

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust: First Part
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