So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.


Robert Browning

896

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.


Robert Browning

896

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

896

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.


Robert Browning

896

A minute’s success pays the failure of years.


Robert Browning

896

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o’er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.


Robert Browning

896

I count life just a stuff to try the soul’s strength on.


Robert Browning

896

Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.


Robert Browning

896

God is the perfect poet.


Robert Browning

896

Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.


Robert Browning

896

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

896

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

896

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


Robert Browning

896

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.


Robert Browning

896

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

896

If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.


Robert Browning

896

Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.


Robert Browning

896

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

896

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

896

Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?


Robert Browning

896

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