In heaven I yearn for knowledge, account all else inanity; On earth I confess an itch for the praise of fools - that's vanity
Quote by Robert Browning
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
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...
The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch...
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he...
God is the perfect poet.
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew
Therefore I summon age To grant youth's heritage.
Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain
So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by...
Progress is The law of life, man is not man as yet
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good Compensate bad in man, absolve him so:...
There is no truer truth obtainable by man than comes of music.
Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, For...
Love brings pain, And Pain brings beauty.
It is a lovely thing to have a husband and wife developing together and having...
There's a certain part of the contented majority who love anybody who is worth a...