Quotes By Robert Browning

But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.

What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph?

God is the perfect poet.

I count life just a stuff to try the soul's strength on.

My sun sets to rise again.

If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.

Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

Love is energy of life.

Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?

Perhaps one has to be very old before one learns to be amused rather than shocked.

'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.

Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.

What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.

On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.

Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.

Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be thanked! I do not.

White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life's business being just the terrible choice.

You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never kiss the girls.

Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.