Maxioms by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you read more
Stop not, unthinking, every friend you meet
To spin your wordy fabric in the street;
While you are emptying your colloquial pack,
The fiend Lumbago jumps upon his back.
Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
People that make puns are like wanton boys that put coppers on
the railroad tracks.
People that make puns are like wanton boys that put coppers on
the railroad tracks.
Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy read more
Grave is the Master's look; his forehead wears
Thick rows of wrinkles, prints of worrying cares:
Uneasy lies the heads of all that rule,
His worst of all whose kingdom is a school.
Supreme he sits; before the awful frown
That binds his brows the boldest eye goes down;
Not more submissive Israel heard and saw
At Sinai's foot the Giver of the Law.
It is not often that an opinion is worth expressing, which cannot
take care of itself.
It is not often that an opinion is worth expressing, which cannot
take care of itself.
