Maxioms by Unknown
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and read more
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.
The wise man sets bounds even to his innocent desires.
The wise man sets bounds even to his innocent desires.
The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for
country life.
The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for
country life.
Wisdom is knowing the truth, and telling it. -Unknown.
Wisdom is knowing the truth, and telling it. -Unknown.
But shepherds know
How hot the mid-day sun shall glow
From the mist of morning sky.
But shepherds know
How hot the mid-day sun shall glow
From the mist of morning sky.
