What did John Bunyan mean by: He hath given me rest by His sorrow, and life by His death. - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England Copy
+ To seek yourself in this world is to be lost; and to be humble is to be exalted. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Bunyan, Humble, Lost, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ The life blood streaming thro’ my heart, Or my more dear immortal part, Is not more fondly dear. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Bunyan, Blood, Heart, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Bunyan, End, Jail, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ A comely sight indeed it is to see, a world of blossoms on an apple tree. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Bunyan, Apples, Nature, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ I was never out of my Bible. Feraz Zeid, June 3, 2023December 12, 2023, John Bunyan, God, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ Whatever contradicts the Word of God should be instantly resisted as diabolical. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Bunyan, Word of god, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ You have not lived today until you have done something for someone who can never repay you. Feraz Zeid, May 19, 2023January 10, 2024, John Bunyan, Generosity, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
+ There was a castle called Doubting Castle, the owner whereof was Giant Despair. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Bunyan, Castles, Despair, Doubt, 0 - John Bunyan Preacher and writer · England
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Love’s pleasure lasts but a moment; love’s sorrow lasts all through life. - Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian Poet · France
I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
And if there’s love, you can do without happiness too. Even with sorrow, life is sweet. - Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
Sorrow compressed my heart, and I felt I would die, and then… Well, then I woke up. - Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
