Maxioms by Edward Young
'Tis impious in a good man to be sad.
'Tis impious in a good man to be sad.
Can wealth give happiness? look round and see
What gay distress! what splendid misery!
Whatever fortunes lavishly read more
Can wealth give happiness? look round and see
What gay distress! what splendid misery!
Whatever fortunes lavishly can pour,
The mind annihilates, and calls for more.
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty, read more
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty, chides his infamous delay,
Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve,
In all the magnanimity of thought;
Resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same.
And why? because he thinks himself immortal,
All men think all men mortal but themselves.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
