The mind is ever ingenious in making its own distress. – Oliver Goldsmith
Aromatic plants bestow
no spicy fragrance while they grow;
but crushd or trodden to the ground,
diffuse their balmy sweets around. – Oliver Goldsmith
The mind is ever ingenious in making its own distress. – Oliver Goldsmith
Aromatic plants bestow
no spicy fragrance while they grow;
but crushd or trodden to the ground,
diffuse their balmy sweets around. – Oliver Goldsmith
Pity and friendship are two passions incompatible with each other. – Oliver Goldsmith
We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown. – Oliver Goldsmith