What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONSilence, beautiful voice.
More Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet- Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
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All things human change.
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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If you don’t concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.
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A still small voice spake unto me, ‘Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
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The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart; one half will flutter here, one there.
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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I am a part of all that I have met.
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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
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I can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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Ah, when shall all men’s good Be each man’s rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro’ all the circle of the golden year?
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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I can’t sleep without knowing there’s hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips… the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.
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Faith is believing what we cannot prove.
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More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
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