What did Frank Herbert mean by: The hearts of all men dwell in the same wilderness. - Frank Herbert Author · USA Copy
+ When you imagine mistakes, there can be no self-defense. Feraz Zeid, September 23, 2023December 26, 2023, Frank Herbert, Defense, Mistake, Self, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ Guilt starts as a feeling of failure. Feraz Zeid, October 16, 2023December 26, 2023, Frank Herbert, Feelings, Guilt, Thrive, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ Any road followed precisely to its end leads precisely nowhere. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, Frank Herbert, End, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ The vision of time is broad, but when you pass through it, time becomes a narrow door. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, Frank Herbert, Doors, Time, Vision, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ My lungs taste the air of Time,Blown past falling sands. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, Frank Herbert, Air, Past, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ I don’t speak … I operate a machine called language. It creaks and groans, but is mine own. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, Frank Herbert, Language, Machines, Speak, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ The concept of progress acts as a protective mechanism to shield us from the terrors of the future. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, Frank Herbert, Progress, Shields, Utopia, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
+ It’s easier to be terrified by an enemy you admire. Feraz Zeid, October 8, 2023December 26, 2023, Frank Herbert, Admiration, Enemy, 0 - Frank Herbert Author · USA
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
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
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
