What did John Suckling mean by: Abruptness is an eloquence in parting, when spinning out the time is but the weaving of new sorrow. - John Suckling Poet · England Copy
+ Tis love in love that makes the sport. Feraz Zeid, September 15, 2023December 26, 2023, John Suckling, Sports, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ A quiet mediocrity is still to be preferred before a troubled superfluity. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Suckling, Mediocrity, Quiet, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ Tis expectation makes a blessing dear. Feraz Zeid, September 6, 2023December 24, 2023, John Suckling, Anticipation, Blessing, Expectations, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ Tis not the meat, but ’tis the appetite makes eating a delight. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Suckling, Delight, Food, Meat, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ Success is a rare paint, hides all the ugliness. Feraz Zeid, August 12, 2023December 12, 2023, John Suckling, Paint, Ugliness, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ Opportunity, to statesmen, is as the just degree of heat to chemists; it perfects all the work. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Suckling, Degrees, Heat, Opportunity, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ Beauties that from worth arise are like the grace of deities. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Suckling, Deities, Grace, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
+ If I a fancy take To black and blue, That fancy doth it beauty make. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Suckling, Beauty, Black, 0 - John Suckling Poet · England
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Love’s pleasure lasts but a moment; love’s sorrow lasts all through life. - Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian Poet · France
We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, never to be undone. - William James Philosopher and psychologist · USA
I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
And if there’s love, you can do without happiness too. Even with sorrow, life is sweet. - Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
