Maxioms by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
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.
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.
