What did Louise Glück mean by: You know what despair is; then winter should have meaning for you. - Louise Glück Poet · USA Copy
+ The unsaid, for me, exerts great power. Feraz Zeid, June 30, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Great Power, Unsaid, Writing, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ The soul is silent. If it speaks at all it speaks in dreams. Feraz Zeid, August 15, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Dream, Soul, Speak, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ That’s why I’m not to be trusted. Because a wound to the heart is also a wound to the mind Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, Louise Glück, Heart, Mind, Trusted, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ The love of form is a love of endings. Feraz Zeid, August 12, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Form, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ Birth, not death, is the hard loss. Feraz Zeid, June 2, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Birth, Hard, Loss, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ At the end of my suffering/there was a door. Feraz Zeid, June 6, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Doors, End, Suffering, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ Of two sisters one is always the watcher, one the dancer. Feraz Zeid, July 22, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Dance, Sister, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
+ Honor the words that enter and attach to your brain. Feraz Zeid, July 26, 2023December 12, 2023, Louise Glück, Brain, Honor, 0 - Louise Glück Poet · USA
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
I love you as one should, to excess. With folly, delight and despair. - Jeanne Julie Eleonore de Lespinasse Salon hostess · France
During a warm winter rain … the basins of her collarbones collected water. - Jeffrey Eugenides Author
We are torn between the craving to know and the despair of having known. - Francoise Sagan Playwright · France
No one can look at a pine tree in winter without knowing that spring will come again in due time. - Frank Bolles Author
The various forms of despair at the various stations on the road. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
Winter, a bad guest, sitteth with me at home; blue are my hands with his friendly handshaking Explain - Friedrich Nietzsche Philosopher · Germany
