What did John Donne mean by: What if this present were the world’s last night? - John Donne Poet · England Copy
+ Let man’s soul be a sphere, and then, in this, The intelligence that moves, devotion is. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Soul, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Poor intricated soul! Riddling, perplexed, labyrinthical soul! Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Poor, Soul, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies. Feraz Zeid, August 23, 2023December 24, 2023, John Donne, Beauty, Love, Sarcastic, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ Love is a growing, or full constant light; And his first minute, after noon, is night. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Light, Love, Night, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ In heaven it is always autumn. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, John Donne, Autumn, Heaven, 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
+ Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Heaven, Joy, Serenity, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
+ To an incompetent judge I must not lie, but I may be silent; to a competent I must answer. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Donne, Judging, Lying, Questions And Answers, 0 - John Donne Poet · England
Equilibrium is the profoundest tendency of all human activity. Explain - Jean Piaget Psychologist · Switzerland
What is history after all? History is facts which become lies in the end. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Selfness is an essential fact of life. The thought of nonselfness, precise sameness is terrifying. - Lewis Thomas Physician · USA
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go. - Jean Genet Playwright · France
Art must be parochial in the beginning to be cosmopolitan in the end. - George A. Moore Writer · Ireland
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
