Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be. — John Dryden
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Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.

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