Maxioms by Logan Pearsall Smith
What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!
What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for Beauty, and never see the Dawn!
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
Style is a magic wand, and turns everything to gold that it touches
Style is a magic wand, and turns everything to gold that it touches
Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.
Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.
How can they say my life is not a success? Have I not for more than sixty years got enough read more
How can they say my life is not a success? Have I not for more than sixty years got enough to eat and escaped being eaten?
