List of Years - Seventh Century

Seventh Century

700 - 699 - 698 - 697 - 696 - 695 - 694 - 693 - 692 - 691
690 - 689 - 688 - 687 - 686 - 685 - 684 - 683 - 682 - 681
680 - 679 - 678 - 677 - 676 - 675 - 674 - 673 - 672 - 671
670 - 669 - 668 - 667 - 666 - 665 - 664 - 663 - 662 - 661
660 - 659 - 658 - 657 - 656 - 655 - 654 - 653 - 652 - 651
650 - 649 - 648 - 647 - 646 - 645 - 644 - 643 - 642 - 641
640 - 639 - 638 - 637 - 636 - 635 - 634 - 633 - 632 - 631
630 - 629 - 628 - 627 - 626 - 625 - 624 - 623 - 622 - 621
620 - 619 - 618 - 617 - 616 - 615 - 614 - 613 - 612 - 611
610 - 609 - 608 - 607 - 606 - 605 - 604 - 603 - 602 - 601

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Famous quotes by seventh century:

    I don’t know.
    When my lover
    comes to me
    and says such loving things,
    do all my parts
    become eyes
    or ears?
    Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)

    Then, anger
    was a crease in the brow
    and silence
    a catastrophe.
    Then, making up
    was a mutual smile
    and a glance
    a gift.
    Now, just look at this mess
    that you’ve made of that love.
    You grovel at my feet
    and I berate you
    and can’t let my anger go.
    Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)

    Tired,
    she looked up the path
    her lover would take
    as far as her eyes could see.
    On the roads,
    traffic ceased
    at the end of day
    as night slid over the sky.
    The traveller’s pained wife
    took a single step towards home,
    said, ‘Could he not have come at this instant?’
    and quickly craning her neck around,
    looked up the path again.
    Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)

    My bangles left.
    My best friends, tears,
    went on forever.
    My self-control
    wouldn’t sit still for a minute.
    My mind made itself up
    to go on ahead.
    When my man
    made up his mind to go,
    everything else went,
    just like him.
    Life,
    if you must go, too,
    then don’t forsake
    your entourage of friends.
    Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)

    With its frame of shaking curls all in disarray,
    earrings swinging,
    make-up smudged by beads of sweat,
    eyes languid at the end of lovemaking,
    may the face of the slim girl
    who’s riding on top of you
    protect you long.
    What’s the use
    of Vi.s».n»u, iva, Skanda,
    and all those other gods?
    Amaru (c. seventh century A.D.)