Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land

The golden sunshine of Italy congealed into tears. Here’s to alcoholic brotherhood … much more suited to the frail human soul, if any, than any other sort.

Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land

The golden sunshine of Italy congealed into tears. Here’s to alcoholic brotherhood … much more suited to the frail human soul, if any, than any other sort.

Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land

The golden sunshine of Italy congealed into tears. Here’s to alcoholic brotherhood … much more suited to the frail human soul, if any, than any other sort.