Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. – Alexander Smith
Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life. – Alexander Smith
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. – Alexander Smith
Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life. – Alexander Smith
There is no ghost so difficult to lay as the ghost of an injury. – Alexander Smith
How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening. – Alexander Smith
This much we know: Journalism is not a precise science. Its, on its best day, is a crude art. We make mistakes I make mistakes. With more than 50 years as a journalist, I have at least had the opportunity to blow more stories, make more mistakes than maybe anybody in television. – Dan Rather