A smile or a tear has not nationality; joy and sorrow speak alike to all nations, and they, above all the confusion of tongues, proclaim the brotherhood of man.
It's all right for a woman to be, above all, human. I am a woman first of all.
A smile or a tear has not nationality; joy and sorrow speak alike to all nations, and they, above all the confusion of tongues, proclaim the brotherhood of man.
It's all right for a woman to be, above all, human. I am a woman first of all.