Maxioms by T. S. Eliot
My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.
My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it.
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it.
What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
Commemoration of Johann Sebastian Bach, musician, 1750 Experience makes us see an enormous difference between piety and goodness. read more
Commemoration of Johann Sebastian Bach, musician, 1750 Experience makes us see an enormous difference between piety and goodness. ... Blaise Pascal July 29, 2000 Feast of Mary, Martha & Lazarus, Companions of Our Lord The greatest proof of Christianity for others is not how far a man can logically analyze his reasons for believing, but how far in practice he will stake his life on his belief.
Knowledge is invariably a matter of degree: you cannot put your finger upon even the simplest datum and say this read more
Knowledge is invariably a matter of degree: you cannot put your finger upon even the simplest datum and say this we know.
