You May Also Like / View all maxioms
Of a truth, men are mystically united: a mystic bond of
brotherhood makes all men one.
Of a truth, men are mystically united: a mystic bond of
brotherhood makes all men one.
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.
Somewhere or other there must surely be
The face not seen, the voice not heard,
The heart read more
Somewhere or other there must surely be
The face not seen, the voice not heard,
The heart that not yet--never yet--ah me!
Made answer to my word.
The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
read more
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
Life is to be lived. If you have to support yourself, you had bloody well better find some way that read more
Life is to be lived. If you have to support yourself, you had bloody well better find some way that is going to be interesting. And you don't do that by sitting around wondering about yourself.
For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
read more
For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.
The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy
and sorrow.
The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy
and sorrow.
