Robert Browning
grow old with me. the best is yet to be. the last of life for which the first was made.Collection: Love
The curious crime, the fine Felicity and flower of wickedness.Collection: Flower
Truth is within ourselves.Collection: Truth
Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.Collection: Inspiring
Lofty designs must close in like effects.Collection: Design
I want to know a butcher paints, A baker rhymes for his pursuit, Candlestick-maker much acquaints His soul with song, or, haply mute, Blows out his brains upon the flute.Collection: Song
To me at least was never evening yet, but seemed far beautifuller than its day.Collection: Evening
Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.Collection: Night
Was there nought better than to enjoy? No feat which, done, would make time break, And let us pent-up creatures through Into eternity, our due? No forcing earth teach heaven's employ?Collection: Time
They are perfect; how else?-they shall never change: We are faulty; why not?-we have time in store.Collection: Change
I write from a thorough conviction that it is the duty of me, and with the belief that, after every drawback and shortcoming, I do my best, all things considered--that is for me, and, so being, the not being listened to by one human creature would, I hope, in nowise affect me.Collection: Writing
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!Collection: Horse
Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say,- not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,- not are, nor will be.Collection: Men
For the preacher's merit or demerit, It were to be wished that the flaws were fewer In the earthen vessel, holding treasure, But the main thing is, does it hold good measure Heaven soon sets right all other matters!Collection: Heaven
The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing!Collection: Life
Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.Collection: Justice
All poetry is difficult to read - The sense of it anyhow.Collection: Poetry
That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it: This high man, with a great thing to pursue, Dies ere he knows it. That low man goes on adding one to one, His hundred's soon hit: This high man, aiming at a million, Misses an unit. That, has the world here-should he need the next, Let the world mind him! This, throws himself on God, and unperplext Seeking shall find Him.Collection: Men
No work begun shall ever pause for death.Collection: Work
That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it.Collection: Small Hands
If two lives join, there is oft a scar. They are one and one, with a shadowy third; One near one is too far.Collection: Life
When pain ends, gain ends too.Collection: Pain
Progress is The law of life: man is not Man as yet.Collection: Life
I have lived, And seen God's hand thro a life time, And all was for the best.Collection: God
I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive,- what time, what circuit first, I ask not; but unless God send his hail Or blinding fire-balls, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive: He guides me and the bird. In his good time.Collection: Time
But facts are facts and flinch not.Collection: Facts
Life is an empty dream.Collection: Life
All poetry is putting the infinite within the finite.Collection: Infinite
Thought is the soul of act.Collection: Soul
When I love most, love is disguised. In hate; and when hate is surprised, in love, then I hate most.Collection: Hate
The heavens and earth stay as they were; my heart Beats as it beat: the truth remains the truth.Collection: Heart
What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth — Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?Collection: Art
Most progress is most failure.Collection: Failure
Brightest truth, purest trust in the universe, all were for me, in the kiss of one girl.Collection: Girl
Earth is crammed with heavens.Collection: Heaven
Where the heart lies, let the brain lie also.Collection: Lying
I judge people by what they might be, - not are, nor will be.Collection: People
Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.Collection: Love
But there are times when patience proves at fault.Collection: Patience
A pretty woman's worth some pains to see.Collection: Pain