It's Happer Than Heaven ... the Hit of '47!
One man struggles to define himself. Another, to define his generation
The brute in every man was also in him... And the love and the violence!
Сквозь выстрелы, сквозь грохот поездов и шум машин вы слышите как бьётся его сердце...
MARY PICKFORD...with the sunny curls and tawdry tatters, the roguish smile, quaint impudence and splendid faith of the inimitable Tess. (Print Ad- Sunday Oregonian, ((Portland Ore.)) 31 December 1922)
Was I the same when I woke up this morning?
I CAN NEVER FACE THE WORLD AGAIN!
Worse than loving you is searching for you.