What did Ambrose Bierce mean by: Youth is Gilead, in which is balm for every wound. - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA Copy
+ When you are ill make haste to forgive your enemies, for you may recover. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Enemy, Forgiving, Haste, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ PITY, n. A failing sense of exemption, inspired by contrast. Feraz Zeid, June 3, 2023January 10, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Failure, Inspiration, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ YESTERDAY, n. The infancy of youth, the youth of manhood, the entire past of age. Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 7, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Age, Past, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ mine, adj. Belonging to me if I can hold or seize it. Feraz Zeid, June 6, 2023December 12, 2023, Ambrose Bierce, Mines, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ The most affectionate creature in the world is a wet dog. Feraz Zeid, June 22, 2023December 12, 2023, Ambrose Bierce, Dog, Funny, Humor, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Don’t board with the devil if you wish to be fat. Feraz Zeid, July 8, 2023December 12, 2023, Ambrose Bierce, Boards, Devil, Wish, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Truth – An ingenious compound of desirability and appearance. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 11, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Appearance, Funny, Truth, 0 - Ambrose Bierce Journalist · USA
+ Architect. One who drafts a plan of your house, and plans a draft of your money. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 5, 2024January 11, 2024, Ambrose Bierce, Funny, Money, 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
