Maxioms by Don Williams, Jr
We fluctuate long between love and hatred before we can arrive at tranquillity
We fluctuate long between love and hatred before we can arrive at tranquillity
) Music is the balm that heals the forlorn ache of a distant star.
) Music is the balm that heals the forlorn ache of a distant star.
What I lack in decorum, I make up for with an absence of tact.
What I lack in decorum, I make up for with an absence of tact.
It is neither wise nor brave to question God. It is the folly of a prideful heart
It is neither wise nor brave to question God. It is the folly of a prideful heart
My father, now in heaven, is a keeper of the birds. And his eye is on his sparrow
My father, now in heaven, is a keeper of the birds. And his eye is on his sparrow
