Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted read more
And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept
Towards the reef of Norman's Woe.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
Sculpture is more divine, and more like Nature,
That fashions all her works in high relief,
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Sculpture is more divine, and more like Nature,
That fashions all her works in high relief,
And that is Sculpture. This vast ball, the Earth,
Was moulded out of clay, and baked in fire;
Men, women, and all animals that breathe
Are statues, and not paintings.
Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
It takes less time to do things right that to explain why you did it wrong.
It takes less time to do things right that to explain why you did it wrong.
