A person however learned and qualified in his life's work in whom gratitude is absent is devoid of that beauty of character which makes personality fragrant.
Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity.
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell...
For what can war but endless war still breed?
The stars that nature hung in heaven and filled their lamps with...
Gotta break your neck to see a star in this yard.
The dreadful truth is that when people come to see their MP they have run...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
