What did Antonio Porchia mean by: If you do not raise your eyes you will think that you are the highest point. - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy Copy
+ Some things become such a part of us that we forget them. Feraz Zeid, August 9, 2023December 12, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Forget, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself. Feraz Zeid, July 15, 2023December 12, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Existence, Self, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ I have scarcely touched the sky and I am made of it. Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 12, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Sky, Touched, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little. Feraz Zeid, October 10, 2023December 26, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Belief, Believe, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ A large heart can be filled with very little. Feraz Zeid, July 1, 2023December 12, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Charity, Heart, Making A Difference, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ We have a world for each one, but we do not have a world for all. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Antonio Porchia, Human, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ I can wait for you longer. Because you have arrived. Feraz Zeid, October 5, 2023December 26, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Waiting, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own. Feraz Zeid, September 20, 2023December 26, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Conformity, Creativity, Criticism, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
All kinds of frankness and honesty are terrible crimes in the eyes of society. Explain - Jean-Jacques Rousseau Philosopher · Switzerland
My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep. Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
