Maxioms by Laurence Sterne
Our armies swore terrible in Flanders.
Our armies swore terrible in Flanders.
There is nothing so awkward as courting a woman whilst she is making sausages.
There is nothing so awkward as courting a woman whilst she is making sausages.
"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.
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
When men grow virtuous in their old age they are merely making a
sacrifice to God of the devil's read more
When men grow virtuous in their old age they are merely making a
sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.
