Maxioms by Joseph Addison
Is there not some chosen curse,
Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven,
Red with uncommon read more
Is there not some chosen curse,
Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven,
Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man
Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin?
A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty
Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty
Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
A man must be both stupid and uncharitable who believes there is no virtue or truth but on his own read more
A man must be both stupid and uncharitable who believes there is no virtue or truth but on his own side.
Were not this desire of fame very strong, the difficulty of
obtaining it, and the danger of losing it read more
Were not this desire of fame very strong, the difficulty of
obtaining it, and the danger of losing it when obtained, would be
sufficient to deter a man from so vain a pursuit.
The man who will live above his present circumstances, is in great danger of soon living beneath them; or as read more
The man who will live above his present circumstances, is in great danger of soon living beneath them; or as the Italian proverb says, "The man that lives by hope, will die by despair