Maxioms by Alexander Smith
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
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.
The sea complains upon a thousand shores.
The sea complains upon a thousand shores.
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.
