The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
The virtue lies in the struggle, not the prize. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
Grand Thoughts that never can be wearied out, Showing the unreality of Time. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
It's not the lack of ability or opportunity that holds you back; it is only a lack of confidence in yourself. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
But on and up, where Nature's heart Beats strong amid the hills. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
Love will always be the most powerful force. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
I wandered by the brook-side, I wandered by the mill; I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
He who for love hath undergone The worst that can befall, Is happier thousandfold than one Who never loved at all. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
Great thoughts, great feelings came to them, Like instincts, unawares. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
They who have steeped their souls in prayer Can every anguish calmly bear. — Richard Monckton Milnes, 1st Baron Houghton Copy Share Image
