What did Lord Byron mean by: Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. - Lord Byron Poet · England Copy
+ I am ashes where once I was fire. Feraz Zeid, October 1, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Ashes, Fire, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Boring, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ [Armenian] is a rich language, however, and would amply repay any one the trouble of learning it. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Language, Rich, Trouble, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ I am not nowThat which I have been. Feraz Zeid, October 9, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Change, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ I only know we loved in vain; I only feel-farewell! farewell! Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Farewell, Love, Vain, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Keep thy smooth words and juggling homilies for those who know thee not. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Hypocrisy, Hypocrite, Smooth, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Despair and Genius are too oft connected Feraz Zeid, September 16, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, connected, Despair, Genius, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Never to talk to ones self is a form of hypocrisy Feraz Zeid, October 8, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Form, Hypocrisy, Self, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Life is a kind of sleep: old men sleep longest, nor begin to wake but when they are to die. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
I’m not afraid of death. It’s the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death is the next step after the pension-it’s perpetual retirement without pay. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
