What did Emily Dickinson mean by: Not ‘Revelation’-’tis that waits/ But our unfurnished eyes - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA Copy
+ A light exists in Spring Not present in the year at any other period When March is scarcely here. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Emily Dickinson, Light, Spring, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ Renunciation-is a piercing Virtue-The letting go A Presence-for an Expectation-. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Emily Dickinson, Renunciation, Virtue, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ Nature is a haunted house–but Art–is a house that tries to be haunted. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Emily Dickinson, Art, Nature, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ We turn not older with years but newer every day. Feraz Zeid, July 29, 2023December 12, 2023, Emily Dickinson, Birthday, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ Nothing more do I ask than to share with you the ecstasy and sacrament of my life. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Emily Dickinson, Companionship, Fulfillment, Love, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ Longing, it may be, is the gift no other gift supplies. Feraz Zeid, November 1, 2023December 26, 2023, Emily Dickinson, Ambitious, Desire, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ The vastest earthly Day Is shrunken small By one Defaulting Face Behind a Pall. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Emily Dickinson, Grief, Loss, Mortality, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
+ Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Emily Dickinson, Death, Love, 0 - Emily Dickinson Poet · USA
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
It’s odd how people waiting for you stand out far less clearly than people you are waiting for. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
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
