What did John Keats mean by: Already with thee! tender is the night. . . But here there is no light. . . - John Keats Poet · England Copy
+ Health is my expected heaven. Feraz Zeid, October 28, 2023December 26, 2023, John Keats, Expected, Health, Heaven, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, America, Gold, Travel, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, Flushing his brow. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Brows, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Their woes gone by, and both to heaven upflown, To bow for gratitude before Jove’s throne. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Keats, Gratitude, Heaven, Thrones, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Ego, Loses, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Love is my religion – I could die for it. Feraz Zeid, September 2, 2023December 26, 2023, John Keats, Love, Passion, Romance, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ When it is moving on luxurious wings, The soul is lost in pleasant smotherings. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Soul, Wings, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
You can’t make an architect. But you can open the doors and windows toward the light as you see it. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go. - Jean Genet Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
Does it take the harsh light of disaster to show a person’s true nature? - Jean-Dominique Bauby Journalist · France
