Maxioms by Alexander Smith
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.
Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.
To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.
