Maxioms by Alfred Lord Tennyson
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his read more
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
I am a part of all that I have met.
I am a part of all that I have met.
And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.
And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.
