What did Lord Byron mean by: Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them. - Lord Byron Poet · England Copy
+ 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
+ A schoolboy’s tale, the wonder of an hour! Feraz Zeid, September 7, 2023December 24, 2023, Lord Byron, Hours, Tales, Wonder, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep From leaf to leaf. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Night, Sweet, Wind, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Thy decay’s still impregnate with divinity. Feraz Zeid, August 30, 2023December 26, 2023, Lord Byron, Age, Decay, Divinity, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Grief is fantastical, and loves the dead, And the apparel of the grave. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Grief, Love, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Secret, Soul, Truth, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lord Byron, Care, Personality, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
+ There is pleasure in the pathless woods. Feraz Zeid, June 11, 2023December 12, 2023, Lord Byron, Farewell, Nature, Woods, 0 - Lord Byron Poet · England
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. - William Morris Designer · England
Hatred is so lasting and stubborn, that reconciliation on a sickbed certainly forebodes death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I really believe there are some people who hate to contemplate the happiness of others. - Jean Plaidy Author · England
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
Who does not sufficiently hate vice, does not sufficiently love virtue. - Jean-Baptiste Rousseau Poet · France
