Maxioms by Alexander Smith
Books are a finer world within the world.
Books are a finer world within the world.
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.
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.
We bury love,
Forgetfulness grows over it like grass;
That is a thing to weep for, not read more
We bury love,
Forgetfulness grows over it like grass;
That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.
To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.
To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.
