What did Lord Byron mean by: For the night Shows stars and women in a better light. - Lord Byron Poet · England Copy
+ A timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Mind, Mistake, Scratches, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ With thee all tales are sweet; each clime has charms; earth – sea alike – our world within our arms. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Our World, Sea, Sweet, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Jealousy dislikes the world to know it. Feraz Zeid, June 17, 2023December 12, 2023, Lord Byron, Envy, Jealousy, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Accursed be the city where the laws would stifle nature’s! Feraz Zeid, October 21, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Cities, Law, 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
+ I am always most religious upon a sunshiny day. Feraz Zeid, October 6, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, religious, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ It is when we think we lead that we are most led. Feraz Zeid, November 2, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024February 5, 2024, Lord Byron, Dissent, Ideas, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
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
I don’t represent myself as a star, but an actor who wants to make movies. - Jean Dujardin Actor · France
It’s the hour when night breaks away from the day, my dove, let me go. - Jean Genet Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
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
Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we’re for the dark So soon, so soon. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
