When time is flown, how it fled It is better neither to ask nor tell, Leave the dead moments to bury their… — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
No true love there can be without Its dread penalty--jealousy. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
No one will learn anything at all, unless one first will learn humility. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
Only by knowledge of that which is not thyself, shall thyself be learned. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
The world's a nettle; disturb it, it stings: Grasp it firmly, it stings not. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
Since we parted yester eve, I do love thee, love, believe, Twelve times dearer, twelve hours longer,- One dream deeper, one night… — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
Whenever I hear French spoken as I approve, I find myself quietly falling in love. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
That's best Which God sends. 'Twas His will: it is mine. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
In life there are meetings which seem Like a fate. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
I loved you ere I knew you; know you now, And having known you, love you better still. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
There's a moment when all would go smooth and even, If only the dead could find out when To come back, and be forgiven. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
We gain justice, judgment, with years, or else years are in vain. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
We are our own fates.- Our deeds are our own doomsmen.- Man's life was made not for creeds but actions. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
Sorrows humanize our race; tears are the showers that fertilize the world. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
The world is a nettle; disturb it, it stings. Grasp it firmly, it stings not. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
There is a pleasure that is born of pain. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
When time is flown, how it fled It is better neither to ask nor tell, Leave the dead moments to bury their dead. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
Art is Nature made by Man / To Man the interpreter of God. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
No life can be pure in its purpose, and strong in its strife, and all life not be purer and stronger thereby. — Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton Copy Share Image
