What did Mahmoud Darwish mean by: If the Olive Trees knew the hands that planted them, Their Oil would become Tears. Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine Copy
+ When I passed the age of 50, I learned how to control my emotions. Author, September 23, 2023January 2, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Age, Control, Emotions, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
The poem is in my hands, and can run stories through her hands. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Connection, Creativity, Power, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
Standing here, staying here, permanent here, eternal here, and we have one goal, one, one: to be. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Existence, Persistence, Unity, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
+ I’ve built my homeland, I’ve even founded my state – in my language. Author, February 27, 2023December 25, 2024, Mahmoud Darwish, Identity, Language, Nationalism, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
+ The importance of poetry is not measured, finally, by what the poet says but by how he says it. Author, June 13, 2023January 2, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Art, Communication, Expression, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
Nothing is harder on the soul, than the smell of dreams, while they’re evaporating. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Despair, Hopelessness, Loss, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
And you became like coffee, in the deliciousness, and the bitterness, and the addiction. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Addiction, Bitterness, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
We are captives of what we love, what we desire, and what we are. Author, January 2, 2024January 1, 2025, Mahmoud Darwish, Desire, Identity, Love, 0 Mahmoud Darwish Poet · Palestine
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I just love the world around me and wanted my audience to love and appreciate it too. Jean Craighead George
There is something all life has in common, and when I know what it is I shall know myself. Jean Craighead George
The act of painting is about one heart telling another heart where he found salvation. Francisco Goya Painter · Spain
