No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil; nor temperate, who considers pleasure the highest good.
No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil; nor temperate, who considers pleasure the highest good.
Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth and set down as gain each day that fortune grants.
What Love is Like Love is like a pineapple, sweet and undefinable.
At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situations which a…