Maxioms by Amelia Barr
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
The inevitable has always found me ready and hopeful.
The inevitable has always found me ready and hopeful.
It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.
It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?
All changes are more or less tinged with melancholy, for what we are leaving behind is part of ourselves.
All changes are more or less tinged with melancholy, for what we are leaving behind is part of ourselves.