A minute’s success pays the failure of years.
Robert Browning
God is the perfect poet.
Robert Browning
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Robert Browning
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
Robert Browning
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
Robert Browning
Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?
Robert Browning
One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.
Robert Browning
Love is energy of life.
Robert Browning
How good is man’s life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!
Robert Browning
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
Robert Browning
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top.
Robert Browning
Perhaps one has to be very old before one learns to be amused rather than shocked.
Robert Browning
Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
Robert Browning
Faultless to a fault.
Robert Browning
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Robert Browning
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.
Robert Browning
Ambition is not what man does… but what man would do.
Robert Browning
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Robert Browning
I count life just a stuff to try the soul’s strength on.
Robert Browning
Never the time and the place and the loved one all together!
Robert Browning
My sun sets to rise again.
Robert Browning
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
Robert Browning
You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never kiss the girls.
Robert Browning
The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
Robert Browning
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.
Robert Browning
That’s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!
Robert Browning
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life’s business being just the terrible choice.
Robert Browning
Oh, to be in England now that April’s there.
Robert Browning
It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.
Robert Browning
Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.
Robert Browning
No, when the fight begins within himself, A man’s worth something.
Robert Browning
Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do!
Robert Browning
A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.
Robert Browning
Love, hope, fear, faith – these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.
Robert Browning
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
Robert Browning
God’s justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.
Robert Browning
Measure your mind’s height by the shade it casts.
Robert Browning
The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o’er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
Robert Browning
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
Robert Browning
But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
Robert Browning
Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.
Robert Browning
Finds progress, man’s distinctive mark alone, Not God’s, and not the beast’s; God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
Robert Browning
So, fall asleep love, loved by me… for I know love, I am loved by thee.
Robert Browning
Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
Robert Browning
All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
Robert Browning
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.
Robert Browning
Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be thanked! I do not.
Robert Browning
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 aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
Robert Browning
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
I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
Robert Browning
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
Robert Browning
On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
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.
Robert Browning
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
Robert Browning
