Maxioms by Unknown
The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.
The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.
Though fame is smoke,
Its fumes are frankincense to human thought.
Though fame is smoke,
Its fumes are frankincense to human thought.
Desiring things widely different for their various tastes.
Desiring things widely different for their various tastes.
She stands on tiptoe to be kissed.
She stands on tiptoe to be kissed.
