Meaning of What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Can anyone remember love? It’s like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume
Happy roads is bunk. Weary roads is right. Get you nowhere fast. That’s where I’ve got—nowhere. Where everyone lands in the end, even if most of the suckers won’t admit it.
It has been said that life has treated me harshly; and sometimes I have complained in my heart because many pleasures of human experience have been withheld from me if much has been denied me, much, very much, has been given me
She had received ideas which disposed her to be courteous and kind to all, and to pity every one, as being less happy than herself.
We’d love to expose him to as many viewers as possible. He’s really kind of in the mold of what television journalism ought to be about today.