What did Washington Irving mean by: Surely happiness is reflective, like the light of heaven. - Washington Irving Author · USA Copy
+ The only happy author in this world is he who is below the care of reputation. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Washington Irving, Care, Reputation, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ There is certainly something in angling that tends to produce a serenity of the mind. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Washington Irving, Fishing, Mind, Serenity, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ I consider a story merely as a frame on which to stretch my materials. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Washington Irving, Materials, Stories, Writing, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ Small minds are subdued by misfortunes, greater minds overcome them. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Washington Irving, Mind, Overcoming, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ They who drink beer will think beer. Feraz Zeid, June 25, 2023December 12, 2023, Washington Irving, Drinking, Funny, Witty, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Washington Irving, Sad, Strength, Sympathy, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ It lightens the stroke to draw near to Him who handles the rod. Feraz Zeid, January 13, 2024January 13, 2024, Washington Irving, Draws, Prayer, Strokes, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
+ The paternal hearth, the rallying-place of the affections. Feraz Zeid, July 25, 2023December 12, 2023, Washington Irving, Affection, Home, 0 - Washington Irving Author · USA
You can’t make an architect. But you can open the doors and windows toward the light as you see it. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face? - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Nations and men are only the best when they are the gladdest, and deserve heaven when they enjoy it. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
