There is nothing so unpardonable as to consent to a senseless, aimless, purposeless life. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, For which, the first is made. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
How strange now, looks the life he makes us lead; So free we seem, so fettered fast we are! — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
That we devote ourselves to God, is seen In living just as though no God there were. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life; The bests not big, the worst… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“Life with all it yields of joy and woe, And hope and fear, Is just our chance o’ the prize of learning… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
To do good things in the world, first you must know who you are and what gives meaning to your life. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
We two With life forever old yet new, Changed not in kind but in degree, The instant made eternity — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
You never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
For life, with all its yields of joy and woe, And hope and fear, - believe the aged friend - Is just… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“Have you found your life distasteful? My life did and does smack sweet. Was your youth of pleasure wasteful? Mine I save… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Say not "a small event!" Why "small"? Costs it more pain that this ye call A "great event" should come to pass… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Out of your whole life give but a moment! All of your life that has gone before, All to come after it,… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
How he lies in his rights of a man! Death has done all death can. And absorbed in the new life he… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
The common problem, yours, mine, everyone's Is ? not to fancy what were fair in life Provided it could be ? but,… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
God smiles as He has always smiled; Ere suns and moons could wax and wane, Ere stars were thundergirt, or piled The… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
The best things in life can never be kept; They must be given away. A Smile, a Kiss, and Love If you… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I hear you reproach, "But delay was best, For their end was a crime." Oh, a crime will do As well, I… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“ Life In Love Escape me? Never--- Beloved! While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark Autumn evenings come, And where, my soul, is thy… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“Now dumb is he who waked the world to speak, And voiceless hangs the world beside his bier, Our words are sobs,… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Paracelsus At times I almost dream I too have spent a life the sages’ way, And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“XII. If there pushed any ragged thistle-stalk Above its mates, the head was chopped, the bents Were jealous else. What made those… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
grow old with me. the best is yet to be. the last of life for which the first was made. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I would have rummaged, ransacked at the word; Those old odd corners of an empty heart; For remnants of dim love the long disused,… — Robert Browning Copy Share
“One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph.” — Robert Browning Copy Share
All service ranks the same with God,- With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we: there is no last nor first. — Robert Browning Copy Share
“Have you found your life distasteful? My life did and does smack sweet. Was your youth of pleasure wasteful? Mine I save and hold… — Robert Browning Copy Share
“I was ever a fighter, so---one fight more, The best and the last! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes and forbore, and… — Robert Browning Copy Share
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? — Robert Browning Copy Share
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents. — Robert Browning Copy Share
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! — Robert Browning Copy Share
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware. — Robert Browning Copy Share
The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing! — Robert Browning Copy Share
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are… — Robert Browning Copy Share
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture! — Robert Browning Copy Share
