What did Sara Teasdale mean by: Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass. Sara Teasdale Poet · USA Copy
+ My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain. Author, June 29, 2023January 2, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Healing, Resilience, Suffering, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ Places I love come back to me like music, / Hush me and heal me when I am very tired. Author, January 10, 2024January 6, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Comfort, Healing, Memory, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break. Author, June 18, 2023January 2, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Beauty, Bitterness, Heartbreak, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation. Author, July 24, 2023January 2, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Acquisition, Investigation, Wisdom, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ It is my heart that makes my songs, not I. Author, August 8, 2023January 2, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Creativity, Heart, Inspiration, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ Take love when love is given. Author, June 26, 2023January 2, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Affection, Receptivity, Timing, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ My heart is a garden tired with autumn. Author, September 9, 2023January 2, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Change, Longing, Weariness, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
+ What we have never had, remains; It is the things we have that go. Author, January 10, 2024January 6, 2025, Sara Teasdale, Appreciation, Impermanence, Loss, 0 Sara Teasdale Poet · USA
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I won’t bet $100 against house odds between now and the grave. Read explanation Charlie Munger Business person
It takes 25 years to learn to draw, one hour to learn to paint. Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
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