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.
The sea complains upon a thousand shores.
The sea complains upon a thousand shores.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
Books are a finer world within the world.
Books are a finer world within the world.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
