A biography for Robert Browninghasn’t been written yet.
“Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.”
“Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.”
“So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.”
“On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.”
“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.”
“Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made ...”
“What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.”
“All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.”
“In this world, who can do a thing, will not;And who would do it, cannot, I perceive:Yet the will's somewhat — somewhat, too, the power —And thus we half-men struggle.”
“That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!”
“The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;”
“What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.”
“Perhaps one has to be very old before one learns to be amused rather than shocked.”
“God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.”
“It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.”
“how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet”
“Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.”
“One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.”
“The power of the night, the press of the storm, the post of the foe; where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, yet, the strong man must go.”
“Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.”