All our talents increase in the using, and the every faculty, both good and bad, strengthen by exercise.
Author: Anne Bronte
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
All our talents increase in the using, and the every faculty, both good and bad, strengthen by exercise.
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.