Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
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Man needs only a small patch of earth for his pleasures, and a smaller one still to rest beneath.

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther
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