The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
ROBERT BROWNINGThe aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
More Robert Browning Quotes
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The curious crime, the fine Felicity and flower of wickedness.
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God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations.
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The best way to excape his ire Is, not to seem too happy.
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You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o’ercomes doubt.
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What a thing friendship is – World without end.
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Truth never hurts the teller.
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Rejoice that man is hurled, From change to change unceasingly, His soul’s wings never furled!
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I judge people by what they might be, – not are, nor will be.
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The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
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Love, hope, fear, faith – these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.
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My sun sets to rise again.
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Where the heart lies, let the brain lie also.
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I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way. But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne’er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me!
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All’s love, yet all’s law.
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I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
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Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.
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Lose who may-I still can say, Those who win heaven, blest are they!
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There are three ways of learning golf: by study, which is the most wearisome; by imitation, which is the most fallacious; and by experience, which is the most bitter.
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Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.
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I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.
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Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
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Ah, love, – you are my unutterable blessing…..I am in full sunshine now.
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I count life just a stuff To try the soul’s strength on.
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Measure your mind’s height by the shade it casts.
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Good to forgive, Best to forget.
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A minute’s success pays the failure of years.
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