This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
I love the old way best, the simple way of poison, where we too are strong as men.
Friend | Gratitude | Prosperity | Will |
Today's today. Tomorrow we may be ourselves gone down the drain of Eternity.
Go, words, betrayed the bite secreted in vain, the wind blowing in the heart. The real reason is most of those who keep silent
Difficulty | Man | Will |
He is life's liberating force. He is release of limbs and communion through dance. He is laughter, and music in flutes. He is repose from all cares -- he is sleep! When his blood bursts from the grape and flows across tables laid in his honor to fuse with our blood, he gently, gradually, wraps us in shadows of ivy-cool sleep.
Will |
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
To a father waxing old nothing is dearer than a daughter. - Sons have spirits of higher pitch, but less inclined to sweet, endearing fondness.
Will |
Today not even a universal fire could make the torrential poetic production of our time disappear. But it is exactly a question of production, that is, of hand-made products which are subject to the laws of taste and fashion.
Do not grieve so much for a husband lost that it wastes away your life.
Happy the man who from the sea escapes the storm and finds harbor.
I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief
Friend | Prosperity | Will |
Happiness, greatness, pride-nothing is secure, nothing keeps.