What did William Butler Yeats mean by: Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold. - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland Copy
+ What do we know but that we face one another in this place? Feraz Zeid, June 14, 2023December 12, 2023, William Butler Yeats, Faces, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Butler Yeats, Blood, Stars, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ … What matter, so there is but fireIn you, in me? Feraz Zeid, August 26, 2023December 24, 2023, William Butler Yeats, Fire, Passion, What Matters, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by Feraz Zeid, August 22, 2023December 12, 2023, William Butler Yeats, Eye, Tombstone, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ I hear it in the deep heart’s core. Feraz Zeid, June 5, 2023December 12, 2023, William Butler Yeats, Core, Heart, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ Hurrah for revolution and cannon come again! The beggars have changed places, but the lash goes on. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Butler Yeats, Goes On, Revolution, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ We are happy when for everything inside us there is a corresponding something outside us. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Butler Yeats, Happiness, Joy, Laughter, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
+ All the stream that’s roaring by Came out of a needle’s eye. Feraz Zeid, July 9, 2023December 12, 2023, William Butler Yeats, Eye, Streams, 0 - William Butler Yeats Poet · Ireland
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
A noble heart cannot suspect in others the pettiness and malice that it has never felt. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
