But fate ordains that dearest friends must part. – Edward Young
The future… seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done. – Edward Young
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part. – Edward Young
The future… seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie, long in the baking, never quite done. – Edward Young
One to destroy, is murder by the law and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe to murder thousands, takes a specious name, Wars glorious art, and gives immortal fame. – Edward Young
Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote. – Edward Young