What did Henry Wadsworth Longfellow mean by: When one is truly in love, one not only says it, but shows it. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA Copy
+ There are favorable hours for reading a book, as for writing it. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Book, Reading, Writing, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Enemy, Snakes, Wish, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ What else remains for me? Youth, hope and love; To build a new life on a ruined life. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Love, New Life, Youth, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ O beautiful, awful summer day, what hast thou given, what taken away? Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Beautiful, Summer, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ A town that boasts inhabitants like me Can have no lack of good society. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boast, Like Me, Towns, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Ah, the souls of those that die Are but sunbeams lifted higher. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Soul, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ O thou child of many prayers! Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares! Care and age come unawares! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Children, Prayer, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Dream, Sweat, 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
