Gone! gone forever!-like a rushing wave Another year has burst upon the shore Of earthly being-and its last low tones, Wandering in broken accents in the air, Are dying to an echo. — George D. Prentice Copy Share Image
Time knows not the weight of sleep or weariness, and night's deep darkness has no chain to bind his rushing pinion. — George D. Prentice Copy Share Image
Courage, like cowardice, is undoubtedly contagious, but some persons are not liable to catch it. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
It seems no more than right that men should seize time by the forelock, for the rude old fellow, sooner or later, pulls all… — George D. Prentice Copy Share
Some men give as little light in the world as a farthing tallow candle, and when they expire, leave as bad an odor behind… — George D. Prentice Copy Share
Gone! gone forever!-like a rushing wave Another year has burst upon the shore Of earthly being-and its last low tones, Wandering in broken accents… — George D. Prentice Copy Share
A good many men and women want to get possession of secrets just as spendthrifts want to get money-for circulation. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
Time knows not the weight of sleep or weariness, and night's deep darkness has no chain to bind his rushing pinion. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
What some name well being, if bought by perpetual nervousness about weight loss plan, is not a lot better than tedious illness. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
Many a writer seems to think he is never profound except when he can't understand his own meaning. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
When a man has been intemperate so long that shame no longer paints a blush upon his cheek, his liquor generally does it instead. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
Remorseless time! fierce spirit of the glass and scythe,--what power can stay him in his silent course, or melt his iron heart with pity! — George D. Prentice Copy Share
Many writers profess great exactness in punctuation who never yet made a point. — George D. Prentice Copy Share
