What did John Donne mean by: I long to talk with some old lover’s ghost, Who died before the god of love was born. - John Donne Poet · England Copy
+ All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Donne, Decay, Destruction, Our Love, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Religion is not a melancholy, the spirit of God is not a damper. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Melancholy, Spirit, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ At the round earth’s imagined corners, blow your trumpets, angels. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Donne, Angel, Blow, Earth, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Elephants, Great Things, Masterpiece, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Friends are ourselves. Feraz Zeid, July 14, 2023December 12, 2023, John Donne, Friendship, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ How imperfect is all our knowledge! Feraz Zeid, October 14, 2023December 26, 2023, John Donne, Imperfect, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Enjoyment always has a spoiling, otherwise it cannot be so. Feraz Zeid, September 9, 2023December 26, 2023, John Donne, Enjoyment, Happiness, Joy, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Executioners, Sabotage, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
