Browse Alexander Smith quotes and sayings.
We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep […]
A tender sadness drops upon my soul, like the soft twilight dropping on the world. […]
A man’s real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing […]
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. […]
Christmas is the day that holds all time together. Alexander Smith