Quotes from Robert Browning

Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.

God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her.

Can we love but on condition that the thing we love must die?

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

Never the time and the place And the loved one all together.

Might she have loved me? just as well She might have hated, who can tell!

Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.

Without love, our earth is a tomb

Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.

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."

When pain ends, gain ends too.

Your children are not dead. They are just waiting until the world deserves them.

Man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?

When a man's busy, why leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure: 'Faith, and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.

He who did well in war just earns the right, To begin doing well in peace.

Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.

So free we seem, so fettered fast we are!

When a man's busy, leisure strikes him as a wonderful pleasure; and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.

I... know what I do, and am unmoved by men's blame, or their praise either.

T'were too absurd to slight for the hereafter, the day's delight!

Truth never hurts the teller.

It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.