Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Our seasons have no fixed returns,
Without our will they come and go;
At noon our sudden read more
Our seasons have no fixed returns,
Without our will they come and go;
At noon our sudden summer burns,
Ere sunset all is snow.
Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession,
many.
Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession,
many.
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.
The greatest homage we can pay to truth, is to use it.
The greatest homage we can pay to truth, is to use it.
But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.
But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.