What did Henry Wadsworth Longfellow mean by: The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA Copy
+ When one is truly in love, one not only says it, but shows it. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Love, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Broken, Flames, Smoking, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Coats, Respect, Self-esteem, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Singing, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Many readers judge of the power of a book by the shock it gives their feelings. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Book, Reading, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Difficulty on the way to victory is opportunity for God to work Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Opportunity, Victory, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ I will be a man among men; and no longer a dreamer among shadows. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Dreamer, Shadow, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Death, Grieving, Light, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
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
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
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
