What did Antonio Porchia mean by: The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as old as you are. - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy Copy
+ When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Antonio Porchia, Solitude, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ He who holds me by a thread is not strong; the thread is strong. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Antonio Porchia, Hold Me, Strong, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison. Feraz Zeid, June 13, 2023December 12, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Prison, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ Everything is a little bit of darkness, even the light. Feraz Zeid, August 9, 2023December 12, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Darkness, Light, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Antonio Porchia, Human, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ Everything that I bear within me bound, is to be found somewhere else free. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Antonio Porchia, Self, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ What we pay for with our lives never costs too much. Feraz Zeid, September 1, 2023December 26, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Cost, Pay, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
+ One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. Feraz Zeid, October 1, 2023December 26, 2023, Antonio Porchia, Funny, Love, 0 - Antonio Porchia Poet · Italy
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
The heart desires, the hand refrains. The Godhead fires, the soul attains. - William Morris Designer · England
Children have neither past nor future;they enjoy the present, which very few of us do. - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Days, months, years fly away, and irrecoverably sink in the abyss of time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Art is the right hand of Nature. The latter has only given us being, the former has made us men. - Friedrich Schiller Playwright · Germany
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
