Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.
Walter Savage LandorIn the morn of life we are alert, we are heated in its noon, and only in its decline do we repose.
Walter Savage LandorMen, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.
Walter Savage LandorIn the morn of life we are alert, we are heated in its noon, and only in its decline do we repose.
Walter Savage Landor