Nothing Endures Except Change; Nothing Is Constant Except Death. Every Heartbeat Wounds Us, And Life Would Be An Eternal Bleeding To Death, Were It Not For Literature. It Grants Us What Nature Does Not: A Golden Time That Doesn't Rust, A Springtime That Never Wilts, Cloudless Happiness And Eternal Youth. [my Translation]
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Nothing Endures Except Change; Nothing Is Constant
Ludwig Borne
Nothing Endures Except Change; Nothing Is Constant Except Death. Every Heartbeat Wounds Us, And Life Would Be An Eternal Bleeding To Death, Were It Not For Literature. It Grants Us What Nature Does Not: A Golden Time That Doesn't Rust, A Springtime That Never Wilts, Cloudless Happiness And Eternal Youth. [my Translation]
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