What did Ambrose Bierce mean by: Youth is Gilead, in which is balm for every wound. - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA Copy
+ That part of your friend which it is your privilege to contemplate in your adversity Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Adversity, Friendship, Privilege, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ CLOSE-FISTED, adj. Unduly desirous of keeping that which many meritorious persons wish to obtain. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Persons, Wish, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Irreligion – the principal one of the great faiths of the world. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 11, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Atheism, Religion, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Heaven lies about us in our infancy and the world begins lying about us pretty soon afterward. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 11, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Childhood, Lying, Time, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ repose, v.i. To cease from troubling. Feraz Zeid, June 28, 2023December 12, 2023, Ambrose Bierce, Cease, Repose, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Dawn: When men of reason go to bed. Feraz Zeid, June 30, 2023December 12, 2023, Ambrose Bierce, Insomnia, Morning, Sleep, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Backbite: To ”speak of a man as you find him” when he can’t find you. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Slander, Speak, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ DISOBEDIENCE, n. The silver lining to the cloud of servitude. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Clouds, Sarcastic, Silver, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
I’m not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Love receives its death-wound from aversion, and forgetfulness buries it. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There was a time when the young of many clans joined together to make new clans. - Jean M. Auel Author
When I was young I pitied the old. Now old, it is the young I pity. - Jean Rostand Biologist · France
I shall die very young…maybe seventy, maybe eighty, maybe ninety. But I shall be very young. - Jeanne Moreau Actress · France