What did Alfred Lord Tennyson mean by: I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death. Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England Copy
+ Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast, Or sorrow such a changeling be? Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Despair, Sorrow, Unrest, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Exploration, Mortality, Purpose, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. Author, June 5, 2023January 2, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Resilience, Seeking, Striving, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair. Author, July 26, 2023January 2, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Action, Despair, Self-discovery, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Change, Patience, Persistence, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Equality, Gender, Growth, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ A sorrow’s crown of sorrow is remembering happier times. Author, September 21, 2023January 2, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Happiness, Reminiscence, Sorrow, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
+ Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Brotherhood, Innovation, Work, 0 Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet · England
I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I’m not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. William Morris Designer · England
