Maxioms by Robert Burton
[Diseases] crucify the soul of man, attenuate our bodies, dry
them, wither them, shrivel them up like old apples, read more
[Diseases] crucify the soul of man, attenuate our bodies, dry
them, wither them, shrivel them up like old apples, make them as
so many anatomies.
He that will not when he may,
When he will he shall have nay.
He that will not when he may,
When he will he shall have nay.
For I light my candle from their torches.
For I light my candle from their torches.
They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.
They have cheveril consciences that will stretch.
There is no such thing as happiness, only lesser shades of melancholy.
There is no such thing as happiness, only lesser shades of melancholy.
