What did Anita Diament mean by: The Sabbath is a weekly cathedral raised up in my dining room, in my family, in my heart. - Anita Diament Author Copy
+ Wherever you walk, I go with you. Selah. Feraz Zeid, August 18, 2023December 12, 2023, Anita Diament, Walks, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ One of my great secrets was knowing I had the power to make her smile. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anita Diament, Knowing, Love, Secret, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ Biblical names are hot again. Feraz Zeid, August 30, 2023December 24, 2023, Anita Diament, Biblical, Hot, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ My heart is a ladle of sweet water brimming over. Feraz Zeid, July 8, 2023December 12, 2023, Anita Diament, Heart, Sweet, Water, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ When a shy person smiles, it’s like the sun coming out. Feraz Zeid, June 14, 2023December 12, 2023, Anita Diament, Shy, Sun, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ I pray I die before they day comes when I do not know if my sons are infants or grandfathers. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anita Diament, Grandfather, Prayer, Son, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ I am so honored to be the vessel into which you pour this story of pain and strength. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anita Diament, Honored, Pain, Stories, 0 - Anita Diament Author
+ Mountains are where heaven meets earth. Feraz Zeid, October 18, 2023December 26, 2023, Anita Diament, Earth, Heaven, Mountain, 0 - Anita Diament Author
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Religion is the everlasting dialogue between humanity and God. Art is its soliloquy. - Franz Werfel Novelist · Austria
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
