What did Lord Byron mean by: Thy decay’s still impregnate with divinity. - Lord Byron Poet · England Copy
+ 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
+ I deny nothing, but doubt everything. Feraz Zeid, September 4, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Deny, Doubt, Paganism, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Age shakes Athena’s tower, but spares gray Marathon. Feraz Zeid, July 14, 2023December 12, 2023, Lord Byron, Age, Marathon, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ 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
+ I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Blessed, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Think not I am what I appear. Feraz Zeid, July 16, 2023December 12, 2023, Lord Byron, Appearance, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal. Feraz Zeid, June 15, 2023December 12, 2023, Lord Byron, Break, Heart, Hope, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Man’s conscience is the oracle of God. Feraz Zeid, October 9, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Conscience, Oracles, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
We hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
When we are young we lay up for old age; when we are old we save for death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The fear of old age disturbs us, yet we are not certain of becoming old. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every work of art is an abstraction from time; it denies the reality of change and decay and death. - Lewis Mumford Historian · USA
Every artist, as child of his age, is impelled to express the spirit of his age. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
