Maxioms by John Quincy Adams
This is the last of earth! I am content.
This is the last of earth! I am content.
"Man wants but little here below
Nor wants that little long,"
'Tis not with me exactly so;
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"Man wants but little here below
Nor wants that little long,"
'Tis not with me exactly so;
But 'tis so in the song.
My wants are many, and, if told,
Would muster many a score;
And were each wish a mint of gold,
I still should long for more.
Not stones, nor wood, nor the art of artisans make a state; but
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Not stones, nor wood, nor the art of artisans make a state; but
where men are who know how to take care of themselves, these are
cities and walls.
Where annual elections end, there slavery begins.
Where annual elections end, there slavery begins.
In charity to all mankind, bearing no malice or ill-will to any
human being, and even compassionating those who read more
In charity to all mankind, bearing no malice or ill-will to any
human being, and even compassionating those who hold in bondage
their fellow-men, not knowing what they do.