Maxioms by Henry Ward Beecher
No man is sane who does not know how to be insane on the proper occasions.
No man is sane who does not know how to be insane on the proper occasions.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of
shadows.
A library is but the soul's burial-ground. It is the land of
shadows.
A cup of coffee - real coffee - home-browned, home ground, home made, that comes to you dark as a read more
A cup of coffee - real coffee - home-browned, home ground, home made, that comes to you dark as a hazel-eye, but changes to a golden bronze as you temper it with cream that never cheated, but was real cream from its birth, thick, tenderly yellow, perfectly sweet, neither lumpy nor frothing on the Java: such a cup of coffee is a match for twenty blue devils and will exorcise them all.
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There read more
Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in
their souls which were once tenanted by taste, and love, and joy,
and worship, but they are all deserted now, and the rooms are
filled with earthy and material things.
The dog was created specially for children. He is the god of frolic.
The dog was created specially for children. He is the god of frolic.
