Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
The thing we long for, that we are
For one transcendent moment.
The thing we long for, that we are
For one transcendent moment.
They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
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They are slaves who fear to speak
For the fallen and the weak;
. . . .
They are slaves who dare not be
In the right with two or three.
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, read more
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, whether you like it or not.
There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only
argument available with an east wind is to read more
There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only
argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat.
Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervade the whole being, and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character.
Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervade the whole being, and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character.