Maxioms by Alfred Austin
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Public opinion is no more than this: What people think that other people think
Public opinion is no more than this: What people think that other people think
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
Across the wires the electric message came: / `He is no better, he is much the same.'
Across the wires the electric message came: / `He is no better, he is much the same.'
Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died.
[Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.]
Here lies who, born a man, a grocer died.
[Fr., Ne homme--mort epicier.]
