Such a healthy, simple, approving glance as if he were saying to himself: Ah, spring is coming! And God knows, when spring comes to Paris the humblest mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise.
Henry Miller
Such a healthy, simple, approving glance as if he were saying to himself: Ah, spring is coming! And God knows, when spring comes to Paris the humblest mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise.