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A minute's success pays the failure of years.
ROBERT BROWNING, prologue, Apollo and the Fates
All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist.
ROBERT BROWNING, Abt Vogler
So free we seem, so fettered fast we are!
ROBERT BROWNING, Andrea del Sarto
- I count life just a stuff
- To try the soul's strength on.
ROBERT BROWNING, In a Balcony
- All we have gained then by our unbelief
- Is a life of doubt diversified by faith,
- For one of faith diversified by doubt:
- We called the chess-board white -- we call it black.
ROBERT BROWNING, Bishop Blougram's Apology
Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.
ROBERT BROWNING, A Death in the Desert
- If you get simple beauty and nought else,
- You get about the best thing God invents.
ROBERT BROWNING, Fra Lippo Lippi
Lofty designs must close in like effects.
ROBERT BROWNING, A Grammarian's Funeral
- Grow old along with me!
- The best is yet to be,
- The last of life, for which the first was made.
ROBERT BROWNING, Rabbi ben Ezra
- Why comes temptation but for man to meet
- And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
- And so be pedestaled in triumph?
ROBERT BROWNING, The Ring and the Book
Love, hope, fear, faith--these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.
ROBERT BROWNING, Paracelsus
- If you join two lives, there is oft a scar.
- They are one and one, with a shadowy third;
- One near one is too far.
ROBERT BROWNING, By the Fireside
- God is the perfect poet,
- Who in his person acts his own creations.
ROBERT BROWNING, Paracelsus
Truth never hurts the teller.
ROBERT BROWNING, Fifine at the Fair
What so wild as words are?
ROBERT BROWNING, A Woman's Last Word
- 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.
ROBERT BROWNING, Paracelsus
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
ROBERT BROWNING, The Inn Album
- It is the glory and good of Art,
- That Art remains the one way possible
- Of speaking truths, to mouths like mine at least.
ROBERT BROWNING, The Ring and the Book
What a thing friendship is, world without end!
ROBERT BROWNING, The Flight of the Duchess
- The only fault's with time;
- All men become good creatures: but so slow!
Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts!
ROBERT BROWNING, Paracelsus
Truth is within ourselves.
ROBERT BROWNING, Paracelsus
- For life, with all it yields of joy and woe,
- And hope and fear, -- believe the aged friend --
- Is just a chance o' the prize of learning love.
ROBERT BROWNING, A Death in the Desert
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