What would you attempt to do if you knew you would not fail?
What would you attempt to do if you knew you would not fail?
Morning I went out on an April morning All alone, for my heart was high, I was a child of…
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
his stock reply to angry letters: Dear Sir, You may be right. Sincerely yours, H L Mencken