Maxioms by Oliver Wendell Holmes
Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.
Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.
I always say, as you know, that if my fellow citizens want to go to Hell I will help them. read more
I always say, as you know, that if my fellow citizens want to go to Hell I will help them. It's my job.
The mode by which the inevitable comes to pass is effort.
The mode by which the inevitable comes to pass is effort.
Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons, and you will find that it is read more
Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons, and you will find that it is to the soul what the water bath is to the body.
Life is painting a picture, not doing a sum.
Life is painting a picture, not doing a sum.