Maxioms by Alfred Lord Tennyson
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost read more
I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the vision of the world, and all read more
For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his read more
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.