What did Hannah More mean by: The artful injury, whose venomed dart scarce wounds the hearing, while it stabs the heart. - Hannah More Copy
+ To those who know thee not, no words can paint! And those who know thee, know all words are faint! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Paint, 0 - Hannah More
+ In men this blunder still you find; all think their little set mankind. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Conceited, 0 - Hannah More
+ Strange! that what is enjoyed without pleasure cannot be discontinued without pain! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Addiction, Pain, Strange, 0 - Hannah More
+ Since trifles make the sum of human things, And half our misery from our foibles springs. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Misery, Spring, 0 - Hannah More
+ We do not so much want books for good people, as books which will make bad ones better. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Book, Good People, 0 - Hannah More
+ Small habits well pursued betimes May reach the dignity of crimes. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Crime, Dignity, 0 - Hannah More
+ Where bright imagination reigns, the fine-wrought spirit feels acuter pains. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Imagination, Pain, Reign, 0 - Hannah More
+ Indeed, I have, alas! outlived almost every one of my contemporaries. One pays dear for living long. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Hannah More, Friendship, Pay, 0 - Hannah More
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
The art of conversation is the art of hearing as well as of being heard. - William Hazlitt Essayist · England
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
