A biography for Robert Browninghasn’t been written yet.
“God is the perfect poet.”
“Take away love and our earth is a tomb.”
“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.”
“But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?”
“No, when the fight begins within himself, A man's worth something.”
“Oh, to be in England now that April's there.”
“Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.”
“A lion may die of an ass's kick.”
“My sun sets to rise again.”
“Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?”
“Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,Or what's a heaven for?”
“I count life just a stuff to try the soul's strength on.”
“A minute's success pays the failure of years.”
“The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.”
“Faultless to a fault.”
“Love is the energy of life.”
“White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life's business being just the terrible choice.”
“Love is energy of life.”
“How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!”
“Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be thanked! I do not.”