For us there is only one season, the season of sorrow. The very sun and moon seem taken from us. Outside, the… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
For us there is only one season, the season of sorrow. The very sun and moon seem taken from us. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
He that spareth in everything is an inexcusable niggard. He that spareth in nothing is an inexcusable madman. The mean is to… — Charles Montagu, 1st Earl of Halifax Copy Share Image
Be not too great a niggard in the commendations of him that professes thy own quality: if he deserve thy praise, thou… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
He who cares only for himself in youth will be a very niggard in manhood, and a wretched miser in old age. — Josiah Johnson Hawes Copy Share Image
