What did Robert Burns mean by: Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure Thrill the deepest notes of woe. Robert Burns Poet · Scotland Copy
+ To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife, That’s the true pathos and sublime Of human life. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Contentment, Family, Happiness, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ I’ll be merry and free, I’ll be sad for nae-body; If nae-body cares for me, I’ll care for nae-body. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Empathy, Independence, Loneliness, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ I have a hundred times wished that one could resign life as an officer resigns a commission. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Despair, Reflection, Resignation, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ When chill November’s surly blast Made fields and forests bare. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Isolation, Loss, Nature, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ My heart is sair-I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Longing, Love, Pain, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ If there’s another world, he lives in bliss; if there is none, he made the best of this. Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Acceptance, Optimism, Resilience, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ Such is the fate of simple Bard, On life’s rough ocean luckless starr’d Author, December 22, 2023December 28, 2024, Robert Burns, Fate, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
+ Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise. Author, December 22, 2023December 29, 2024, Robert Burns, Beauty, Music, Nature, 0 Robert Burns Poet · Scotland
The skin of all of us is responsive to gypsy songs and military marches. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The pleasure we feel in criticizing robs us from being moved by very beautiful things. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The pleasure of criticizing takes away from us the pleasure of being moved by some very fine things. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The music teacher came twice a week to bridge the awful gap between Dorothy and Chopin. George Ade Writer · USA
