What did Julian Fellowes mean by: I never know which is worse: the sorrow when you hit the bird or the shame when you miss it. - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt Copy
+ If you’re supposed to be a ‘personality,’ then you might as well have a personality. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Julian Fellowes, Personality, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ Life is a game in which the player must appear ridiculous. Feraz Zeid, August 19, 2023December 12, 2023, Julian Fellowes, Games, Player, Ridiculous, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ The business of life is learning that you can’t lay down the terms. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, Julian Fellowes, Lays, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ Leave three Englishmen in a room and they will invent a rule that prevents a fourth joining them. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, Julian Fellowes, Rooms, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ War makes early risers of us all. Feraz Zeid, August 13, 2023December 12, 2023, Julian Fellowes, War, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ You never know people, do you? You can work with ’em for twenty years; you don’t know ’em at all. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Julian Fellowes, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ Harsh reality is always better than false hope. Feraz Zeid, June 5, 2023December 12, 2023, Julian Fellowes, False Hope, Harsh, Reality, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
+ Ninety-eight per cent of actors who actually make a living do so in front of a camera. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, Julian Fellowes, Actor, Cameras, Eight, 0 - Julian Fellowes Screenwriter · Egypt
If some of the greats had followed the traditional ways we would be missing so much fine art. - Gene Black Author
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
I sit at my window and the words fly past me like birds — with God’s help I catch some. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
Love’s pleasure lasts but a moment; love’s sorrow lasts all through life. - Jean-Pierre Claris de Florian Poet · France
And though the meaning fits, there’s no relief in this. I miss my beautiful friend. - Jeff Buckley Singer-songwriter
