Michael Eyquen de Montaigne

You may break, you may shatter the vase, as you will,
But the scent of the roses will hang read more

You may break, you may shatter the vase, as you will,
But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.

So closely our whims on our miseries tread,
That the laugh is awak'd ere the tear can be dried.

So closely our whims on our miseries tread,
That the laugh is awak'd ere the tear can be dried.

Time flies, as he flies, adds increase to her truth,
And gives to her mind what he steals from read more

Time flies, as he flies, adds increase to her truth,
And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth.

My appetite comes to me while eating.

My appetite comes to me while eating.

Arts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are found and
perfected by degrees, by often handling read more

Arts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are found and
perfected by degrees, by often handling and polishing, as bears
leisurely lick their clubs into shape.