Maxioms by Edwin Markham
There is a destiny that makes us brothers, No one goes his way alone; All that we send into the read more
There is a destiny that makes us brothers, No one goes his way alone; All that we send into the lives of others, Comes back into our own.
For all your days prepare, And meet them ever alike: When you are the
anvil, bear-When you are the hammer, read more
For all your days prepare, And meet them ever alike: When you are the
anvil, bear-When you are the hammer, strike.
