Maxioms by Nathaniel Hawthorne
And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger
about the spot where once stood a homestead, read more
And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger
about the spot where once stood a homestead, but where there is
now only a ruined chimney rising our of a grassy and weed-grown
cellar? They offer their fruit to every wayfarer--apples that
are bitter-sweet with the moral of times vicissitude.
A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.
A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.
Mountains are earth's undecaying monuments.
Mountains are earth's undecaying monuments.
Every individual has a place to fill in the world, and is important, in some respect, whether he chooses to read more
Every individual has a place to fill in the world, and is important, in some respect, whether he chooses to be so or not.
