What did John Dryden mean by: He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew. - John Dryden Poet · England Copy
+ Repentance is but want of power to sin. Feraz Zeid, October 10, 2023December 26, 2023, John Dryden, Power, Sin, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ A happy genius is the gift of nature. Feraz Zeid, October 19, 2023December 26, 2023, John Dryden, Genius, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ Heaven be thanked, we live in such an age, When no man dies for love, but on the stage. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Dryden, Heaven, Love, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ None but the brave deserve the fair. Feraz Zeid, August 23, 2023December 24, 2023, John Dryden, Brave, Fairs, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ Chaucer followed Nature everywhere, but was never so bold to go beyond her. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Dryden, Nature, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ Parting is worse than death; it is death of love! Feraz Zeid, October 2, 2023December 26, 2023, John Dryden, Parting, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ It’s a hard world, neighbors, if a man’s oath must be his master. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Dryden, Neighbor, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
+ Fowls, by winter forced, forsake the floods, and wing their hasty flight to happier lands. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Dryden, Land, Wings, Winter, 0 - John Dryden Poet · England
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The Art of Vermeer must have been there on the morning of creation. - Frederick Sommer Photographer · USA
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
I’m not afraid of death. It’s the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death is the next step after the pension-it’s perpetual retirement without pay. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
