God is the perfect poet.
Quote by Robert Browning
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious...
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so:...
And gain is gain, however small
My sun sets to rise again.
God is seen God In the star, in the stone, in the flesh, in the...
Grow old along with me the best is yet to be.
I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant...
I have dared and done, for my resting-place is found, The C major of this...
I count life just a stuff to try the soul's strength on.
Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp. Or what's a heaven for?
Progress is The law of life, man is not man as yet
Therefore I summon age To grant youth's heritage.
This is our master, famous, calm, and dead, Borne on our shoulders.
The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch...
When the fight begins within himself, a man's worth something.
Such power there is in clear-eyed self-restraint.
Self-disciplined begins with the mastery of your thoughts. If you don't control what you think,...
Prudent, cautious self-control, is wisdom's root.