What did Phyllis McGinley mean by: Tomorrow will come and today will pass, / But the hearts of the young are brittle as glass. - Phyllis McGinley Poet Copy
+ Meek-eyed parents hasten down the ramps To greet their offspring, terrible from camps. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Parents, Terrible, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ History must always be taken with a grain of salt. It is, after all, not a science but an art. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Art, History, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ It is the leisured, I have noticed, who rebel the most at an interruption of routine. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Interruptions, Rebel, Routine, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ Seventy is wormwood, Seventy is gall But its better to be seventy, Than not alive at all. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Alive, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ If childhood is still a state, it is now chiefly a state of confusion. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Childhood, Confusion, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ It’s this no-nonsense side of women that is pleasant to deal with. They are the real sportsmen. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Nonsense, Sides, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ Gardening has compensations out of all proportion to its goals. It is creation in the pure sense. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Creation, Garden, Goal, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
+ Of one thing I am certain, the body is not the measure of healing, peace is the measure. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Phyllis McGinley, Body, Heal, Peace, 0 - Phyllis McGinley Poet
Watch yourself all your life in a mirror and you’ll see Death at work like bees in a glass hive. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
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
