Maxioms by Joseph Addison
We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very
next step to being dull.
We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very
next step to being dull.
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?
It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are, the more gentle and quiet read more
It is only imperfection that complains of what is imperfect. The more perfect we are, the more gentle and quiet we become towards the defects of others. -Joseph Addison.
I don't want to achieve immortality through my work; I want to
achieve immortality through not dying.
I don't want to achieve immortality through my work; I want to
achieve immortality through not dying.
See they suffer death,
But in their deaths remember they are men,
Strain not the laws to read more
See they suffer death,
But in their deaths remember they are men,
Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous.
