What did W. H. Auden mean by: The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living. - W. H. Auden Poet · England Copy
+ Dance till the stars come down from the rafters Dance, Dance, Dance ’till you drop. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Dance, Stars, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ We are lived by powers we pretend to understand. Feraz Zeid, July 21, 2023December 12, 2023, W. H. Auden, God, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Dog, Joy, Tails, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ The slogan of Hell: Eat or be eaten. The slogan of Heaven: Eat and be eaten. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Heaven, Hell, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ A false enchantment can all too easily last a lifetime. Feraz Zeid, October 6, 2023December 26, 2023, W. H. Auden, Love, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ I think the first prerequisite to civilization is an ability to make polite conversation. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Civilization, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ There are not many English novels which deserve to be called great: Parade’s End is one of them. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, End, Novel, Parades, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ Water is the soul of the Earth. Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 12, 2023, W. H. Auden, Earth, Soul, Water, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go. - Jean de La Fontaine Poet · France
I’m not afraid of death. It’s the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death is the next step after the pension-it’s perpetual retirement without pay. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
