Grief is the agony of an instant, the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life. – Benjamin Disraeli
Nothing can withstand the power of the human will if it is willing to stake its very existence to the extent of its purpose. – Benjamin Disraeli
Grief is the agony of an instant, the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life. – Benjamin Disraeli
Nothing can withstand the power of the human will if it is willing to stake its very existence to the extent of its purpose. – Benjamin Disraeli
Two nations between whom there is no intercourse and no sympathy who are as ignorant of each others habits, thoughts, and feelings, as if they were dwellers in different zones, or inhabitants of different planets. The rich and the poor. – Benjamin Disraeli
It is extraordinary how the house and the simplest possessions of someone who has been left become so quickly sordid. Even the stain on the coffee cup seems not coffee but the physical manifestation of ones inner stain, the fatal blot that from the beginning had marked one for ultimate aloneness. – Coleman Dowell