There was a young fellow from Trinity,
Who took the square root of infinity.
But the number of digits,
Gave him the fidgets;
He dropped Math and took up Divinity.
There was a young fellow from Trinity,
Who took the square root of infinity.
But the number of digits,
Gave him the fidgets;
He dropped Math and took up Divinity.
The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent,…
Happiness is not an island, but a hill.
The winds that blow Ask them, which leaf of the tree Will be the next to go.