Maxioms by A.w. Hare And J.c. Hare
Our poetry in the eighteenth century was prose; our prose in the
seventeenth, poetry.
Our poetry in the eighteenth century was prose; our prose in the
seventeenth, poetry.
Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.
Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.
Few persons have courage enough to appear as good as they really
are.
Few persons have courage enough to appear as good as they really
are.
The only way of setting the will free is to deliver it from
wilfulness.
The only way of setting the will free is to deliver it from
wilfulness.
The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy
and sorrow.
The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy
and sorrow.
