Maxioms by Alfred Austin
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.]
There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class read more
There is no gardening without humility. Nature is constantly sending even its oldest scholars to the bottom of the class for some egregious blunder.
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are.
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.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
