The sweetest sound of all is praise.
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not
The sweetest sound of all is praise.
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.
Agriculture for an honorable and highminded man, is the best of all occupations or arts by which men procure the means of living.
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.
So far as drinking is concerned, you have my hearty approval; for wine does of a truth moisten the soul and lull our griefs to sleep....[and with small cups] we shall ...be brought by its gentle persuasion to a more sportive mood