+ Evil men by their own nature cannot ever prosper. Feraz Zeid, October 5, 2023December 26, 2023, Euripides, Evil, Wickedness, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees. Feraz Zeid, July 4, 2023December 12, 2023, Euripides, Feet, Freedom, Knees, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ A wise man in his house should find a wife gentle and courteous, or no wife at all. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Euripides, Expectations, Marriage, Qualities, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ They who are sad find somehow sweetness in tears. Feraz Zeid, August 24, 2023December 24, 2023, Euripides, Sweetness, Tears, Weeping, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ Your worst enemy Becomes your best friend, once he’s underground. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Euripides, Forgiveness, Redemption, Transformation, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ Bodies devoid of mind are as statues in the market place. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, Euripides, Body, Mind, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ The man whom heaven helps has friends enough. Feraz Zeid, November 3, 2023December 26, 2023, Euripides, Heaven, Helping, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
+ There is one thing alone that stands the brunt of life throughout its course; a quiet conscience. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Euripides, Conscience, Morality, 0 - Euripides Playwright · Greece
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We should laugh before being happy, for fear of dying without having laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. - Jean Houston Scholar
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
