Maxioms by Henry David Thoreau
Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.
Fame is not just. She never finely or discriminatingly praises, but coarsely hurrahs.
The bluebird carries the sky on his back.
The bluebird carries the sky on his back.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.
We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.
Associate reverently, as much as you can, with your loftiest thoughts.
Associate reverently, as much as you can, with your loftiest thoughts.
