Maxioms by Christian Nevell Bovee
Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.
Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.
No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities.
No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities.
Affliction, like the iron-smith, shapes as it smites.
Affliction, like the iron-smith, shapes as it smites.
Genius makes its observations in short-hand; talent writes them out at length.
Genius makes its observations in short-hand; talent writes them out at length.
Many children, many cares; no children, no felicity.
Many children, many cares; no children, no felicity.
