Maxioms by Sara Teasdale
Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break.
Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break.
I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.
I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.
Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery.
Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery.
I shall make the most of all that comes: And the least of all that goes
I shall make the most of all that comes: And the least of all that goes
No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.
No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.
