A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do.
"Thank you for the flowers you've sent", she said, And sweetly smiled, and coyly turned her head. "I am sorry…
There's a lot we should be able to learn from history. And yet history proves that we never do. In…
Written On The Wall At Chang's Hermitage It is spring in the Mountains. I come along seeking you. The sound…