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
In God's good time, Which does not always fall on Saturday When the world looks for wages. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
If all the world is a stage and life is just a play upon it, get me two seats in the stalls. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
In this world, who can do a thing, will not; And who would do it, cannot, I perceive: Yet the will's somewhat… — 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
Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged,… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Pippa's Song The year's at the spring The day's at the morn Morning's at seven, The Hill side's dew-pearled The lark's on… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it: This high man, with a great thing to… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I think, am sure, a brother's love exceeds All the world's loves in its unworldliness. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
In the morning of the world, When earth was nigher heaven than now. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I know a mount, the gracious Sun perceives First when he visits, last, too, when he leaves The world; and, vainly favored,… — 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
It's like those eerie stories nurses tell, Of how some actor on a stage played Death, With pasteboard crown, sham orb and… — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents. — 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 in joy! — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing! — 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 times are… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
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 Image
