What did Andre Gide mean by: What I dislike least in my former self are the moments of prayer. - Andre Gide Author · France Copy
+ If life were organized, there would be no need for art. Feraz Zeid, October 1, 2023December 26, 2023, Andre Gide, Art, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ He who makes great demands upon himself is naturally inclined to make great demands on others. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andre Gide, Demand, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ There is a law in life: When one door closes to us another one opens. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andre Gide, Doors, Hope, Opportunity, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ It is only in adventure that some people succeed in knowing themselves – in finding themselves. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andre Gide, Adventure, Travel, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ The most gifted natures are perhaps also the most trembling. Feraz Zeid, October 14, 2023December 26, 2023, Andre Gide, Nature, Trembling, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ We should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andre Gide, Flower, Summer, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ It is now, and in this world, that we must live. Feraz Zeid, July 22, 2023December 12, 2023, Andre Gide, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
+ The color of truth is gray. Feraz Zeid, October 1, 2023December 26, 2023, Andre Gide, Color, Intellectual, Intelligence, 0 - Andre Gide Author · France
The constancy of the wise is only the art of keeping disquietude to one’s self. Explain - François de La Rochefoucauld Writer · France
Manners carry the world for the moment, character for all time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The most amiable people are those who least wound the self-love of others. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I have lived life long enough to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
The only time I know that something is true is the moment I discover it in the act of writing. - Jean Malaquais
