Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Appreciation Auntie did you feel no pain Falling from that willow tree? Could you do it, please again 'Cos my…
Patience has its limits. Take it too far, and it's cowardice.
In the matter of reforming things, as distinct from deforming them, there is one plain and simple principle; a principle…