Posted by: Marianna Mansueto
in Quotes & Aphorisms (Moods)
One miserable thought, then, suffices to sap a man's will and render him feeble-minded.
from the book "" by Victor Hugo
One miserable thought, then, suffices to sap a man's will and render him feeble-minded.
There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.
Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.
Life is a flower of which love is the honey.