What did Plautus mean by: He whom the gods love dies young, while he is in health, has his senses and his judgments sound. - Plautus Playwright · Italy Copy
+ You have eaten a meal dangerously seasoned. [You have laid up a grief in store for yourself.] Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Grief, Meals, Stores, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ It is a tiresome way of speaking, when you should despatch the business, to beat about the bush. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Beats, Speech, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ Modesty becomes a young man. [Lat., Adolescentem verecundum esse decet.] Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Modesty, Youth, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ We can more easily endure that which shames than that which vexes us. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Endure, Shame, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ I’ve seen many men avoid the region of good advice before they were really near it. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Advice, Good Advice, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ And one eye-witness weighs More than ten hear-fays. Seeing is believing, All the world o’er. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Believe, Eye, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ All good men and women should be on their guard to avoid guilt, and even the suspicion of it. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Good Man, Guilt, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
+ Let deeds correspond with words. [Lat., Dictis facta suppetant.] Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Plautus, Deeds, 0 - Plautus Playwright · Italy
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
One is either judge or accused. The judge sits, the accused stands. Live on your feet. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
