Maxioms by Jean Paul
God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.
God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.
Brevity is the body and soul of wit.
Brevity is the body and soul of wit.
No rest is worth anything except the rest that is earned.
No rest is worth anything except the rest that is earned.
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
