What did Toni Morrison mean by: We mistook violence for passion, indolence for leisure, and thought recklessness was freedom. - Toni Morrison Author · USA Copy
+ Language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names. Language alone is meditation. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Toni Morrison, Language, Meditation Practice, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ Write about something you don’t know. And don’t be scared, ever. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Toni Morrison, Scared, Writing, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ Can’t nothing heal without pain, you know. Feraz Zeid, August 16, 2023December 12, 2023, Toni Morrison, Heal, Pain, Without Pain, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ Love just seems to make life not just livable, but a gallant, gallant event. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Toni Morrison, Events, Friendship, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ Not knowing it was hard; knowing it was harder Feraz Zeid, July 18, 2023December 12, 2023, Toni Morrison, Harder, Knowing, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ Deep, deep trouble. Can’t rival the dead for love. Lose every time. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Toni Morrison, Loses, Rivals, Trouble, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ A man ain’t nothing but a man. But a son? Well, now, that’s somebody. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Toni Morrison, Son, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
+ Birth, life, and death― each took place on the hidden side of a leaf. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Toni Morrison, Death, Nature, 0 - Toni Morrison Author · USA
Love, slow and gradual in its growth, is too much like friendship ever to be a violent passion. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Only when a book is written out of passion is there much hope of its being read with passion. - Jean Fritz
The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue. - William Cowper Poet · England
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless. - Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Me, rule? Me, place the State under my law, when my feeble reason no longer rules even myself! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
When I’m carried away, isn’t it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth? - Jean Racine Playwright · France
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
