+ Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Atheism, Dream, Paradise, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk. Feraz Zeid, September 27, 2023December 26, 2023, John Keats, Atheism, Imagination, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ The imagination may be compared to Adam’s dream-he awoke and found it truth. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Dream, Imagination, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ So let me be thy choir, and make a moan Upon the midnight hours. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Hours, Midnight, 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
+ Beauty is truth, truth beauty Feraz Zeid, June 28, 2023December 12, 2023, John Keats, Beauty, Misunderstood, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ The genius of Shakespeare was an innate university. Feraz Zeid, June 5, 2023December 12, 2023, John Keats, Genius, University, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Eye, Hands, Lays, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
Don’t wait to be happy to laugh… You may die and never have laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We should laugh before being happy, for fear of dying without having laughed. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. - Jean Houston Scholar
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany