What did Sophie Swetchine mean by: Loving souls are like paupers. They live on what is given them. Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia Copy
In this world of change naught which comes stays and naught which goes is lost. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Change, Impermanence, Loss, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
There is, by God’s grace, an immeasurable distance between late and too late. Read explanation Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Grace, Redemption, Time, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Compassion, Connection, Growth, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
True poets, like great artists, have scarcely any childhood, and no old age. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Creativity, Immortality, Youth, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
The chains which cramp us most are those which weigh on us least. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Freedom, Limitations, Perception, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
Faith, amid the disorders of a sinful life, is like the lamp burning in an ancient tomb. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Disorder, Faith, Light, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
As we advance in life the circle of our pains enlarges, while that of our pleasures contracts. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Life, Pain, Pleasure, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
America has begun her career at the culminating point of life, as Adam did at the age of thirty. Author, January 3, 2024January 2, 2025, Sophie Swetchine, Potential, Progress, Youth, 0 Sophie Swetchine Writer · Russia
I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I’m not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
There is no excess in the world so commendable as excessive gratitude. Read explanation Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. William Morris Designer · England
