What did Henry Vaughan mean by: Affliction is a mother, Whose painful throes yield many sons, Each fairer than the other. - Henry Vaughan Copy
+ Early, as well as late, Rise with the sun, and set in the same bowers Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Late, Routine, Sun, 0 - Henry Vaughan
+ For each inclosed spirit is a star Enlightening his own little sphere Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Enlightenment, Stars, 0 - Henry Vaughan
+ Still young and fine! but what is still in view We slight as old and soil’d, though fresh and new. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Soil, Youth, 0 - Henry Vaughan
+ Prayer is The world in tune, A spirit-voyce, And vocall joyes, Whose Eccho is heaven’s blisse. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Heaven, Prayer, Tunes, 0 - Henry Vaughan
+ As men are killed by fighting, the truth is lost in disputing. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Fight, Truth Is, 0 - Henry Vaughan
+ But felt through all this fleshly dresse Bright shootes of everlastingnesse. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Felt, Immortality, 0 - Henry Vaughan
+ They are all gone into the world of light, and I alone sit lingering here. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Vaughan, Age, Light, 0 - Henry Vaughan
If poverty is the mother of all crimes, lack of intelligence is the father. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Poverty may be the mother of crime, but lack of good sense is the father. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every work of art is the child of its time, often it is the mother of our emotions. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia
Keep telling yourself and others there are no supermoms, there are only wonderful mothers. - Jean Marzollo
Yet you would not drive a car with your mouth unless you are my mother-in-law. - Jean-Louis Gassee Entrepreneur · France
Quoting her mother: The trouble with a book is you never know what’s in it until it’s too late! - Jeanette Winterson Author · England
Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest…my blood…my compass…my love. - Jeff Buckley Singer-songwriter
