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Never less alone, than when alone.
Never less alone, than when alone.
It's more paine to doe nothing then something.
It's more paine to doe nothing then something.
In trying to be concise I become obscure.
In trying to be concise I become obscure.
Consider not what may do, but what it will become you to do.
Consider not what may do, but what it will become you to do.
An excess of hoarded wealth is the death of many.
An excess of hoarded wealth is the death of many.
The orange that is too hard squeezed yields a bitter juice.
The orange that is too hard squeezed yields a bitter juice.
The ill that comes out of our mouth falles into our bosome.
The ill that comes out of our mouth falles into our bosome.
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
