What did Alfred Lord Tennyson mean by: All the windy ways of men Are but dust that rises up, And is lightly laid again. - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England Copy
+ That which we are, we are, and if we are ever to be any better, now is the time to begin. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May. Feraz Zeid, November 4, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Blow, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Things seen are mightier than things heard. Feraz Zeid, October 28, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Heard, Sight, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Tis held that sorrow makes us wise. Feraz Zeid, November 6, 2023December 26, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Sorrow, Wise, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Echoes, Soul, Success, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Nature, red in tooth and claw. Feraz Zeid, June 20, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Law, Nature, Science, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ A truth looks freshest in the fashions of the day. Feraz Zeid, July 10, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Fashion, Truth, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ So sad, so fresh the days that are no more. Feraz Zeid, July 26, 2023December 12, 2023, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Sad, 0 - Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust? - Max Muller Philologist · Germany
History is too often the refuge of the tidy-minded, making neat patterns when the dust has settled. - Melvyn Bragg Writer and broadcaster · England
[On children:] Being built closer to the floor, they can dust the baseboards in half the time. - Lois Gould Writer · USA
Human life lay foul before men’s eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion’s weight. - Lucretius Philosopher and poet · Italy
We think literature is immortal, but even that decays and ultimately turns to dust. - Mick Farren Musician and writer · United Kingdom
He who wrongs the innocent must bear the fruit of his act, like dust flung against the wind. - Gautama Buddha Monk · India
