What did Robert Browning mean by: For life, with all its yields of joy and woe Is just a chance o’ the prize of learning love. - Robert Browning Poet · England Copy
+ Lose who may-I still can say, Those who win heaven, blest are they! Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Heaven, Winning, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ There is no truer truth obtainable by Man than comes of music Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Music, Piano, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ Desire joy and thank God for it. Renounce it, if need be, for other’s sake. That’s joy beyond joy. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Desire, Joy, Thank God, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, God, Perfect, Poet, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ Let’s contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, – Only sleep. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Love, Sleep, Strive, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ The only fault’s with time; All men become good creatures: but so slow! Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Faults, Time, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul! Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Flesh, Helping, Soul, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ As is your sort of mind, So is your sort of search: You will find what you desire. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Desire, Mind, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art made by the people for the people, as a joy to the maker and the user. - William Morris Designer · England
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
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
