Maxioms by Hilaire Belloc
Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where There shines no sun.
Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where There shines no sun.
When I am dead, I hope it may be said: "His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.".
When I am dead, I hope it may be said: "His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.".
I'm tired of love, I'm still more tired of rhyme, but money gives me pleasure all the time.
I'm tired of love, I'm still more tired of rhyme, but money gives me pleasure all the time.
