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.
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.
Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
