What did Nikolai Gogol mean by: There are passions that it is not for man to choose. - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine Copy
+ Steeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes? Feraz Zeid, December 28, 2023January 10, 2024, Nikolai Gogol, Home, Horse, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ The Lord grant we may all be tillers of the soil. Feraz Zeid, June 9, 2023December 12, 2023, Nikolai Gogol, Soil, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ How much savage coarseness is concealed in refined, cultivated manners. Explain Feraz Zeid, December 28, 2023February 19, 2024, Nikolai Gogol, Manners, Savages, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ Gambling is the great leveller. All men are equal- at cards. Feraz Zeid, June 3, 2023December 12, 2023, Nikolai Gogol, Cards, Gambling, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ Don’t blame the mirror if your face is faulty. Feraz Zeid, September 2, 2023December 24, 2023, Nikolai Gogol, Blame, Faces, Mirrors, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ We ought to thank God for that. Yes, the man who tills the land is more worthy of respect than any. Feraz Zeid, December 28, 2023January 10, 2024, Nikolai Gogol, Land, Thank You God, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ We have the marvelous gift of making everything insignificant. Feraz Zeid, December 28, 2023January 10, 2024, Nikolai Gogol, Insignificant, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
+ Always think of what is useful and not what is beautiful. Beauty will come of its own accord. Feraz Zeid, December 28, 2023January 10, 2024, Nikolai Gogol, Accord, Beautiful, 0 - Nikolai Gogol Writer · Ukraine
Love, slow and gradual in its growth, is too much like friendship ever to be a violent passion. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Only when a book is written out of passion is there much hope of its being read with passion. - Jean Fritz
The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue. - William Cowper Poet · England
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless. - Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Me, rule? Me, place the State under my law, when my feeble reason no longer rules even myself! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
When I’m carried away, isn’t it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth? - Jean Racine Playwright · France
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight! - Jean Racine Playwright · France