Maxioms by Emily Dickinson
The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
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The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.
If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.
If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
Where thou art, that is home.
Where thou art, that is home.
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away
