Maxioms by James Matthew Barrie
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and read more
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it
... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; read more
... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was really made from his read more
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was really made from his funny bone.
It is all very well to be able to write books, but can you waggle your ears?
It is all very well to be able to write books, but can you waggle your ears?
