Maxioms by William Shakespeare
You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!
You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook read more
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns.
All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who read more
All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who worship dirty gods.
Who riseth from a feast
With that keen appetite that he sits down?
Who riseth from a feast
With that keen appetite that he sits down?
A degree is not an education, and the confusion on this point is perhaps the gravest weakness in American thinking read more
A degree is not an education, and the confusion on this point is perhaps the gravest weakness in American thinking about education
