+ And life ‘s enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim. Feraz Zeid, September 11, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Cups, 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
+ Religion-freedom-vengeance-what you will, A word’s enough to raise mankind to kill. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Enough, Political, Vengeance, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Ink, Millions, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Exhausting thought, And hiving wisdom with each studious year. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Exhausting, Wisdom, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Grieving, if aught inanimate e’er grieves, Over the unreturning brave. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Brave, Grieving, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, Lord Byron, Letters, Solitude, Writing, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ In solitude, where we are least alone. Feraz Zeid, August 26, 2023December 24, 2023, Lord Byron, Marriage, Wisdom, Wise, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Children have neither past nor future;they enjoy the present, which very few of us do. - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Days, months, years fly away, and irrecoverably sink in the abyss of time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love cries victory when the tears of a woman become the sole defence of her virtue. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
