Maxioms by Jean Paul
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.
God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.
Brevity is the body and soul of wit.
Brevity is the body and soul of wit.
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
