Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
Foundations I built on the sand And it tumbled down, I built on a rock And it tumbled down. Now when I build, I shall begin With the smoke from the chimney.
Foundations
I built on the sand
And it tumbled down,
I built on a rock
And it tumbled down.
Now when I build, I shall begin
With the smoke from the chimney.
Humility does not mean thinking less of yourself than of other people, nor does it mean having a low opinion…
The only purpose for which power can be rightfully exercised over any member of a civilized community, against his will,…
The Uncertainty of the poet I am a poet. I am very fond of bananas. I am bananas. I am…
but it also thumble down again
assuming what you burn is of substance.