Maxioms by Edward Young
Procrastination is the thief of time: Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of read more
Procrastination is the thief of time: Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene
He rams his quill with scandal and with scoff,
But 'tis so very foul, it won't go off.
He rams his quill with scandal and with scoff,
But 'tis so very foul, it won't go off.
Those who build beneath the stars build too low.
Those who build beneath the stars build too low.
