What did John Donne mean by: Filled with her love, may I be rather grown Mad with much heart, than idiot with none. - John Donne Poet · England Copy
+ No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Beauty, Spring, Summer, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ I sing the progress of a deathless soul. Feraz Zeid, July 19, 2023December 12, 2023, John Donne, Progress, Soul, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee Feraz Zeid, September 30, 2023December 26, 2023, John Donne, Bereavement, Death, Grief, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Law, Soul, War, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Sleep is pain’s easiest salve Feraz Zeid, July 22, 2023December 12, 2023, John Donne, Pain, Sleep, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ How much shall I be changed, before I am changed! Feraz Zeid, July 5, 2023December 12, 2023, John Donne, Attitude, Changed, Positive Attitude, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Death, thou shalt die. Feraz Zeid, October 17, 2023December 26, 2023, John Donne, Die, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Other men’s crosses are not my crosses. Feraz Zeid, June 14, 2023December 12, 2023, John Donne, Crosses, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
There is no art without intoxication. But I mean a mad intoxication! Let reason teeter! Delirium! - Jean Dubuffet Artist · France
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
The time for reasoning is past; now’s the time to get steamed up and fight like mad. - Jean Genet Playwright · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
