What did John Milton mean by: There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot. - John Milton Poet · England Copy
+ The nodding horror of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wandering passenger. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Milton, Horror, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ Not to know me argues yourselves unknown. Feraz Zeid, September 8, 2023December 26, 2023, John Milton, Arguing, Fame, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods thyself a Goddess. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, God, Taste, Temptation, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ License they mean when they cry Liberty; For who loves that, must first be wise and good. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Love, Wise, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Milton, Punishment, Wings, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ Our torments also may in length of time Become our Elements. Feraz Zeid, October 5, 2023December 26, 2023, John Milton, Elements, Time, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ Gratitude bestows reverence…..changing forever how we experience life and the world. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Gratitude, Thankfulness, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ So shall the world go on, To good malignant, to bad men benign, Under her own weight groaning. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Milton, Goes On, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
People always underestimate the ability of earth to increase its carrying capacity. Explain - Charlie Munger Business person
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
A man has only one way of being immortal on earth: he has to forget he is a mortal. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
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
