The artist is the confidant of nature flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.
Well there's a remedy for all things but death which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.
Love and war are the same thing and stratagems and policy are as allowable...
There is nothing so subject to the inconstancy of fortune as war.
Truth will rise above falsehood as oil above water.
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...
