We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.

Quote by Alexander Smith

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Trees are your best antiques

Trees are your best antiques

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life.

Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life.

If the egotist is weak, his egotism is worthless. If the egotist is strong, acute,...

If the egotist is weak, his egotism is worthless. If the egotist is strong, acute,...

Trees are your best antiques.

Trees are your best antiques.

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill...

If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill...

I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.

I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as...

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as...

A great man is the man who does something for the first time.

A great man is the man who does something for the first time.

A man gazing on the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in...

A man gazing on the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in...

If you wish to preserve your secret, wrap it up in frankness.

If you wish to preserve your secret, wrap it up in frankness.

Books are a finer world within the world.

Books are a finer world within the world.

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep...

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep...

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal liking.

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal liking.

Everything is sweetened by risk.

Everything is sweetened by risk.

In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of...

In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of...