Honor is like an island, rugged and without a beach; once we have left it, we can never return.
Nicolas Boileau-DespreauxGold gives an appearance of beauty even to ugliness: But with poverty everything becomes frightful.
Nicolas Boileau-DespreauxHonor is like an island, rugged and without a beach; once we have left it, we can never return.
Nicolas Boileau-DespreauxGold gives an appearance of beauty even to ugliness: But with poverty everything becomes frightful.
Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux