Men should be judged not by their tint of skin, the gods they serve, the vintage they drink, nor by the way they fight, or love, or sin, but by the quality of the thought they think. — Adela Florence Nicolson Copy Share Image
I shall go the way of the open sea, To the lands I knew before you came, And the cool ocean breezes shall blow… — Adela Florence Nicolson Copy Share Image
Men should be judged not by their tint of skin, the gods they serve, the vintage they drink, nor by the way they fight,… — Adela Florence Nicolson Copy Share Image
For this is wisdom: to live, to take what fate, or the Gods, may give. — Adela Florence Nicolson Copy Share Image
Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar, where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell? — Adela Florence Nicolson Copy Share Image
Less than the dust beneath thy chariot wheel, less than the weed that grows beside thy door. — Adela Florence Nicolson Copy Share Image
