What did Lucy Larcom mean by: There is something in the place where we were born that holds us always by the heart-strings. - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA Copy
+ Life hangs as nothing in the scale against dear Liberty! Feraz Zeid, September 22, 2023December 26, 2023, Lucy Larcom, Liberty, Memorial Day, Remembrance, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ A man may make a misanthrope of himself, but he is never one by nature. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lucy Larcom, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ Every true friend is a glimpse of God. Feraz Zeid, July 23, 2023December 12, 2023, Lucy Larcom, Glimpse, Real Friends, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ A drop of water, if it could write out its own history, would explain the universe to us. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lucy Larcom, Water, Writing, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ Those who plant trees plant hope. Feraz Zeid, August 21, 2023December 12, 2023, Lucy Larcom, Garden, Plant, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ That larger vision is certain to make clear the value in our own lives of service to others. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lucy Larcom, Service To Others, Vision, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ O Mariner-soul, Thy quest is but begun, There are new worlds Forever to be won. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lucy Larcom, Soul, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
+ Religion is life inspired by Heavenly Love; and life is something fresh and cheerful and vigorous. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Lucy Larcom, Cheerful, Inspiration, 0 - Lucy Larcom Poet · USA
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
