What did W. H. Auden mean by: In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag. - W. H. Auden Poet · England Copy
+ Shall memory restore The steps and the shore, The face and the meeting place. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Faces, Memories, Steps, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ What we have not named as a symbol escapes our notice. Feraz Zeid, July 27, 2023December 12, 2023, W. H. Auden, Symbols, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ Time will say nothing but I told you so. Feraz Zeid, October 6, 2023December 26, 2023, W. H. Auden, Time, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ One can only blaspheme if one believes. Feraz Zeid, July 3, 2023December 12, 2023, W. H. Auden, Believe, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ The way to read a fairy tale is to throw yourself in. Feraz Zeid, November 3, 2023December 26, 2023, W. H. Auden, Angel, Fairy Tale, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ We till shadowed days are done, We must weep and sing Duty’s conscious wrong, The Devil in the clock Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Devil, Work, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ Thank God for books as an alternative to conversation. Feraz Zeid, October 31, 2023December 26, 2023, W. H. Auden, Book, Thank God', 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ To pray is to pay attention to something or someone other than oneself. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Attention, Pay, Prayer, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
The joy of youth is to disobey; but the trouble is that there are no longer any orders. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Art made by the people for the people, as a joy to the maker and the user. - William Morris Designer · England
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, the fiercest hatred is silent. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
