Quotes from Robert Browning

My business is not to remake myself, But make the absolute best of what God made.

My business is not to remake myself, but to make the absolute best of what God made.

Never the time and the place and the loved one all together!

So free we seem, so fettered we are!

Stung by the splendor of a sudden thought.

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.

What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept

You can take us out of Arcadia, but you cannot take Arcadia out of us." Nicholas D. Kokonis, psychologist and author of Arcadia, My Arcadia and Out of Arcadia: The American Odyssey of Angelo Vlahos

Who hears music, feels his solitude Peopled at once.

Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet

I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.

My sun sets to rise again.

Paracelsus At times I almost dream I too have spent a life the sages' way, And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance Ages ago; and in that act a prayer For one more chance went up so earnest, so Instinct with better light let in by death, That life was blotted out — not so completely But scattered wrecks enough of it remain, Dim memories, as now, when once more seems The goal in sight again.

Love is the energy of life.

Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.

I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.

Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

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.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

When the fight begins within himself, a man's worth something.