Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow’r The moping — Thomas Gray

Can storied urn, or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honor’s voice provoke the silent dust, Or flatt’ry soothe the dull cold ear of death? Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, st. 11 Far from the madding crowd’s ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray. Where ignorance is bliss, ’Tis folly to be wise. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God. Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard. The Epi… Read more →

The deeper the feeling, the greater the pain. Leonardo da Vinci Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power. Abraham Lincoln It is better to fall from above the clouds than from the third floor. Machado de Assis No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. in Catholic Digest August 1960 Eleanor Roosevelt