Maxioms by Alexander Smith
The sun was down,
And all the west was paved with sullen fire.
I cried, "Behold! the read more
The sun was down,
And all the west was paved with sullen fire.
I cried, "Behold! the barren beach of hell
At ebb of tide."
If you wish to preserve your secret wrap it up in frankness.
If you wish to preserve your secret wrap it up in frankness.
Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.
Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
