What did Janet Morris mean by: Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls. - Janet Morris Author · USA Copy
+ I can start the rain. Bring thunder. Bring lightning. Want to see? Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Janet Morris, Light, Power, Rain, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ Niko knew death like a sister – she was his true partner in the phenomenal world. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Janet Morris, Death, Dying, War, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ Time is so…fluid where I live Feraz Zeid, October 26, 2023December 26, 2023, Janet Morris, Ontology, Time, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ Gods are nothing without their worshipers; they act on the affairs and the passions of men. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Janet Morris, God, Passion, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ For Harmony. A chance at life. To fight on other days. Feraz Zeid, September 4, 2023January 12, 2024, Janet Morris, Chance, Fight, Survival, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ It is hard to battle anger, for whatever it wants it pays from the soul. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Janet Morris, Battle, Risk, Soul, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ You have crossbows: Shoot early; shoot often. Feraz Zeid, September 7, 2023December 24, 2023, Janet Morris, Danger, Risk, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
+ Haste breeds error; error breeds woe. Feraz Zeid, June 9, 2023December 12, 2023, Janet Morris, Errors, Risk, Survival, 0 - Janet Morris Author · USA
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
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France