What did Amy Lowell mean by: Hate is ravening vulture beaks descending on a place of skulls. - Amy Lowell Poet · USA Copy
+ All recurring joy is pain refined. Feraz Zeid, August 31, 2023December 24, 2023, Amy Lowell, Joy, Pain, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ A man must be sacrificed now and again to provide for the next generation of men. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Amy Lowell, Generations, Sacrifice, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ Youth condemns; maturity condones Feraz Zeid, August 17, 2023December 12, 2023, Amy Lowell, Maturity, Youth, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Amy Lowell, I Miss You, Missing Someone, Missing You, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Amy Lowell, Flower, Running, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ If what we worship fail us, still the fire burns on, and it is much to have believed. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Amy Lowell, Belief, Fire, Worship, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ All books are either dreams or swords, you can cut, or you can drug, with words. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Amy Lowell, Book, Dream, Reading, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
+ To-night when the full-bellied moon swallows the stars. Grant that I know. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Amy Lowell, Moon, Stars, 0 - Amy Lowell Poet · USA
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. - William Morris Designer · England
Hatred is so lasting and stubborn, that reconciliation on a sickbed certainly forebodes death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I really believe there are some people who hate to contemplate the happiness of others. - Jean Plaidy Author · England
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
Who does not sufficiently hate vice, does not sufficiently love virtue. - Jean-Baptiste Rousseau Poet · France
