What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivo — Maurice Maeterlinck
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What man is there that does not laboriously though all unconsciously himself fashion the sorrow that is to be the pivot of his life.

— Maurice Maeterlinck
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