Robert Browning Quotes

Less is more.
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Autumn wins you best by this: its mute Appeal to sympathy for its decay.
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T'were too absurd to slight for the hereafter the day's delight!
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Strike when thou wilt the hour of rest but let my last days be my best.
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Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be.
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When the fight begins within himself a man's worth something.
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I... know what I do and am unmoved by men's blame or their praise either.
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When a man's busy leisure strikes him as a wonderful pleasure and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.
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Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
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When a man's busy leisure strikes him as a wonderful pleasure and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.
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Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
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So free we seem so fettered fast we are!
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Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.
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Make us happy and you make us good.
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Man's reach should exceed his grasp or what's a heaven for?
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Ah but a man's reach should exceed his grasp or what's a heaven for?
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Your children are not dead. They are just waiting until the world deserves them.
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When pain ends gain ends too.
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Grow old with me! The best is yet to be The last of life for which the first was made: Our times are in his hands Who sayeth "a whole I plant Youth shows but half Trust God see all nor be afraid."
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Why stay we on earth except to grow?
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Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.
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Any noseMay ravage with impunity a rose.
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Grow old along with me--the best is yet to be,
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Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more,One task more declin'd, one more foot-path ontrod,One more devil's triumph and sorrow for angels,One wrong more to man, one more insult to God!
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God’s in His heaven—All’s right with the world!
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Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more,  One task more declined, one more footpath untrod,One more devils’-triumph and sorrow for angels,  One wrong more to man, one more insult to God!
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Without love, our earth is a tomb
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The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low: And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow,And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand.
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I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.
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A minute’s success pays the failure of years.
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Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made ...
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The power of the night, the press of the storm, the post of the foe; where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, yet, the strong man must go.
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A lion may die of an ass's kick.
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In this world, who can do a thing, will not;And who would do it, cannot, I perceive:Yet the will's somewhat — somewhat, too, the power —And thus we half-men struggle.
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Who hears music, feels his solitudePeopled at once.
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Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.
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Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character
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The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;
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What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew
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Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
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Love is the energy of life.
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There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;....and, to know, rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape, then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.
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My sun sets to rise again.
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Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,Or what's a heaven for?
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how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
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