What did Thomas Hood mean by: No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief. - Thomas Hood Poet · England Copy
+ He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way, Tormenting himself with his prickles. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Lying, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ Frost is the greatest artist in our clime – he paints in nature and describes in rime. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Artist, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ Sweet are the little brooks that run O’er pebbles glancing in the sun, Singing in soothing tones. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Running, Singing, Sweet, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ There’s a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Lakes, Swans, Swim, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ But evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as want of heart! Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Atheism, Evil, Heart, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ The best of friends fall out, and so his teeth had done some years ago. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Teeth, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ A name, it has more than nominal worth, And belongs to good or bad luck at birth Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Birth, Luck, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Needles, Tears, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · 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
Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates. 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
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
