What did William Cowper mean by: There is no flesh in man’s obdurate heart; he does not feel for man. - William Cowper Poet · England Copy
+ Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, William Cowper, Garden, Gardening, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / whom, snoring, she disturbs. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Cowper, Nurse, Sick, Sleep, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule. Feraz Zeid, August 7, 2023December 12, 2023, William Cowper, Mercy, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country! Feraz Zeid, August 18, 2023December 12, 2023, William Cowper, Country, Faults, Love, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ But what is truth? ‘Twas Pilate’s question put To Truth itself, that deign’d him no reply. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Cowper, Truth, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ Did Charity prevail, the press would prove A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Cowper, Charity, Journalism, Love, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ They whom truth and wisdom lead, can gather honey from a weed. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Cowper, Truth, Weed, Wisdom, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
+ Spring hangs her infant blossoms on the trees, Rock’d in the cradle of the western breeze. Feraz Zeid, January 15, 2024January 15, 2024, William Cowper, Rocks, Spring, 0 - William Cowper Poet · England
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
