What did William Carlos Williams mean by: Empty pockets make empty heads. - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA Copy
+ so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Carlos Williams, Rain, Water, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ We are blind and live our blind lives out in blindness. Feraz Zeid, September 17, 2023December 24, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Blind, Blindness, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ Dissonance / (if you are interested) / leads to discovery. Feraz Zeid, September 4, 2023December 26, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Discovery, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ Among of green stiff old bright broken branch come white sweet May again Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Carlos Williams, Broken, Sweet, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ The weight of love Has buoyed me up Till my head Knocks against the sky. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Carlos Williams, Love, Sky, Weight, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ The business of love is cruelty which, by our wills, we transform to live together. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Carlos Williams, Broken Heart, Love, Together, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ so much depends upon a red wheel barrow Feraz Zeid, June 29, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Depends, Wheels, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
+ That which is possible is inevitable. Feraz Zeid, July 7, 2023December 12, 2023, William Carlos Williams, Inevitable, 0 - William Carlos Williams Poet · USA
I feel very at home in an empty church. I feel the most protected. It’s very mystical. - Jean Dujardin Actor · France
Poverty is the only load which is the heavier the more loved ones there are to assist in bearing it. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books. Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
Whoever reflects recognizes that there are empty and lonely spaces between one’s experiences. - Jerome Bruner Psychologist
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