Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others
judge us by what we have already read more
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others
judge us by what we have already done.
Though he was rough, he was kindly.
Though he was rough, he was kindly.
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls.
I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls.
Man-like it is to fall into sin; fiendlike it is to dwell therein.
Man-like it is to fall into sin; fiendlike it is to dwell therein.
