What did John Brown mean by: The same eye cannot both look up to heaven and down to earth. - John Brown Abolitionist · USA Copy
+ The angels are ministering spirits; they are not governing spirits. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Brown, Angel, Governing, Spirit, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ These men are all talk; What is needed is action – action! Feraz Zeid, July 30, 2023December 12, 2023, John Brown, Action, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ I was shot down by a fifth ball, which struck me squarely in the face, and passed out. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Brown, Balls, Faces, Shots, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ The intent and not the deed Is in our power; and, therefore, who dares greatly Does greatly. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Brown, Courage, Deeds, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ …what we need is action – action! Feraz Zeid, September 13, 2023December 26, 2023, John Brown, Action, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ The United States is a place where the men govern, but the women rule. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Brown, United States, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ I cannot remember a night so dark as to have hindered the coming day. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Brown, Dark, Night, Remember, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
+ Symptoms are the body’s mother tongue; signs are in a foreign language. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Brown, Body, Mother, Tongue, 0 - John Brown Abolitionist · USA
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face? - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Nations and men are only the best when they are the gladdest, and deserve heaven when they enjoy it. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
