Maxioms by James Russell Lowell
Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or by read more
Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or by the handle.
What visionary tints the year puts on,
When falling leaves falter through motionless air
Or numbly cling read more
What visionary tints the year puts on,
When falling leaves falter through motionless air
Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone!
How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare,
As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills
The bowl between me and those distant hills,
And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!
Great things rush to the destruction of each other.
Great things rush to the destruction of each other.
Communism means barbarism.
Communism means barbarism.
The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all
weathers is that which is woven of read more
The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all
weathers is that which is woven of conviction and set with the
sharp mordant of experience.
