Maxioms by Edmund Burke
Young man, there is America--which at this day serves for little
more than to amuse you with stories of read more
Young man, there is America--which at this day serves for little
more than to amuse you with stories of savage men and uncouth
manners; yet shall, before you taste of death, show itself equal
to the whole that commerce which now attracts the envy of the
world.
Beauty is the promise of happiness.
Beauty is the promise of happiness.
The cold neutrality of an impartial judge.
The cold neutrality of an impartial judge.
I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country
churchyard, than in the tombs of the read more
I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country
churchyard, than in the tombs of the Capulets.
Hypocrisy can afford to be magnificent in its promises, for never intending to go beyond promise, it costs nothing
Hypocrisy can afford to be magnificent in its promises, for never intending to go beyond promise, it costs nothing