What did Andrea Gibson mean by: Remind me that the most fertile lands were built by the fires of volcanoes. - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA Copy
+ Everyone’s chest is a living room wall with awkwardly placed photographs hiding fist-shaped holes. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Fists, Rooms, Wall, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ We have to create; it is the only thing louder than destruction. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Destruction, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Broken, Heart, Rain, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ How many wars will it take us to learn that only the dead return? Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Return, War, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ Commit to loving yourself completely. It’s the most radical thing you will do in your lifetime. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Radical, Self-love, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ I said to the sun, ‘Tell me about the big bang.’ The sun said, ‘it hurts to become. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Hurt, Sun, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ Our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Andrea Gibson, Insanity, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
+ Love isn’t always magic. Sometimes it’s just melting. Feraz Zeid, July 3, 2023December 12, 2023, Andrea Gibson, Love, Magic, Melting, 0 - Andrea Gibson Poet · USA
The heart desires, the hand refrains. The Godhead fires, the soul attains. - William Morris Designer · England
Books can ignite fires in your mind, because they carry ideas for kindling, and art for matches. - Gary D. Schmidt Author
You forget that the fruits belong to all and that the land belongs to no one. Explain - Jean-Jacques Rousseau Philosopher · Switzerland
We are all connected to the ocean. Without healthy oceans, no life, not even on land, can exist. - Jean-Michel Cousteau Oceanographer · France
Wherever love is, I want to be, I will follow it as surely as the land-locked salmon finds the sea. - Jeanette Winterson Author · England
Birth is a shipwreck, the mewling infant shored on unknown land. - Jeanette Winterson Author · England
It is the fire of suffering that brings forth the gold of godliness. - Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Mystic and writer · France
