Maxioms by Laurence Sterne
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
Our armies swore terrible in Flanders.
Our armies swore terrible in Flanders.
He found a city of bricks, he left one of marble.
He found a city of bricks, he left one of marble.
'Tis known by the name of perseverance in a good cause -- and of obstinacy in a bad one.
'Tis known by the name of perseverance in a good cause -- and of obstinacy in a bad one.
"He shall not die, by God," cried by uncle Toby. The Accusing
Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery read more
"He shall not die, by God," cried by uncle Toby. The Accusing
Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed
as he gave it in: and the Recording Angel as he wrote it down,
dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.
