What did George Horace Lorimer mean by: True love is not only blind, but too gallant to ask a lady’s age. - George Horace Lorimer Copy
+ When a fortune comes without calling, it’s apt to leave without asking. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Asking, Wealth, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ There are two unpardonable sins in this world — success and failure. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Sin, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ A lesson learned at the muzzle has the virtue of never being forgotten. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Lesson Learned, Lessons, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ When love is full grown it has few words, and sometimes it growls them out. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Few Words, Love, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ Books are all right, but dead men’s brains are no good unless you mix a live one’s with them. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Book, Brain, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ The easiest way in the world to make enemies is to hire friends. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Enemy, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ Back of every noble life there are principles that have fashioned it. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Noble, Principles, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
+ A fellow and his business should be bosom friends in the office and sworn enemies out of it. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George Horace Lorimer, Enemy, Office, 0 - George Horace Lorimer
We hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
When we are young we lay up for old age; when we are old we save for death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The fear of old age disturbs us, yet we are not certain of becoming old. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
