What did Loren Eiseley mean by: From the solitude of the wood, (Man) has passed to the more dreadful solitude of the heart. - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist Copy
+ I no longer cared about survival…I merely loved. Feraz Zeid, July 30, 2023December 12, 2023, Loren Eiseley, Friendship, Survival, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ The plan is not what you think. Feraz Zeid, June 23, 2023December 12, 2023, Loren Eiseley, Plans, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ Like the herd animals we are, we sniff warily at the strange one among us. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Loren Eiseley, Animal, Difference, Freedom, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ Many of us who walk to and fro upon our usual tasks are prisoners drawing mental maps of escape. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, Loren Eiseley, Drawing, Tasks, Usual, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ I am what I am and cannot be otherwise because of the shadows. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Loren Eiseley, Shadow, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ At the core of the universe, the face of God wears a smile Feraz Zeid, June 16, 2023December 12, 2023, Loren Eiseley, Core, Faces, Universe, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ In the days of the frost seek an minor sun. Feraz Zeid, August 20, 2023December 12, 2023, Loren Eiseley, Minors, Sun, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
+ One does not meet oneself until one catches the reflection from an eye other than human. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Loren Eiseley, Animal, Eye, Reflection, 0 - Loren Eiseley Anthropologist
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
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