What did Jane Welsh Carlyle mean by: Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement. - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland Copy
+ cracked things often hold out as long as whole things; one takes so much better care of them! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Care, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ When one has been threatened with a great injustice, one accepts a smaller as a favour. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Accepting, Favour, Injustice, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother. Feraz Zeid, September 30, 2023December 26, 2023, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Mom, Mother, Time, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ The longer one lives in this hard world motherless, the more a mother’s loss makes itself felt. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Loss, Mother, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ the less one does, as I long ago observed, the less one can find time to do. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Long Ago, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ I rely on the promise, God is kind to women, fools, and drunk people. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Drunk, Promise, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ all griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Bitterness, Grief, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
+ The glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jane Welsh Carlyle, Bait, Children, Fool, 0 - Jane Welsh Carlyle Author · Scotland
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
I’m not afraid of death. It’s the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death is the next step after the pension-it’s perpetual retirement without pay. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
