What did W. H. Auden mean by: Those who hate to go to bed fear death; those who hate to get up fear life. - W. H. Auden Poet · England Copy
+ The sky is darkening like a stain Something is going to fall like rain And it won’t be flowers Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Flower, Rain, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ The camera may do justice to laughter, but must degrade sorrow. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Justice, Laughter, Sorrow, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ Each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedom. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Cells, Convinced, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ There was still gold and silver in the mountains, And hunger was a more immediate sorrow Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Gold, Mountain, Sorrow, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ The habit-forming pain, Mismanagement and grief: We must suffer them all again. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Grief, Pain, Suffering, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ The eye likes novelty, but the ear craves familiarity. Feraz Zeid, June 5, 2023December 12, 2023, W. H. Auden, Ears, Eye, Likes, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ We honor founders of these starving cities, Whose honor is the image of our sorrow. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, W. H. Auden, Cities, Honor, Sorrow, 0 - W. H. Auden Poet · England
+ 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
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. - William Morris Designer · England
Hatred is so lasting and stubborn, that reconciliation on a sickbed certainly forebodes death. 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
I really believe there are some people who hate to contemplate the happiness of others. - Jean Plaidy Author · England
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
Who does not sufficiently hate vice, does not sufficiently love virtue. - Jean-Baptiste Rousseau Poet · France
