Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers. — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade. — Philip James Bailey Animal Copy Share Image
Worthy books Are not companions – they are solitudes: We lose ourselves in them and all our cares. — Philip James Bailey Book Copy Share Image
There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves. — Philip James Bailey Disappointment Copy Share Image
The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing. — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
Poetry is itself a thing of God; He made his prophets poets; and the more We feel of poesie do we become… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart One passion stands for all, the most indulged. — Philip James Bailey Heart Copy Share Image
America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land. — Philip James Bailey America Copy Share Image
Any heart turned Godward feels more joyIn one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raisedBy all the feasts of earth since… — Philip James Bailey Earth Copy Share Image
Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen. — Philip James Bailey Dream Copy Share Image
Thou art a woman, And that is saying the best and worst of thee. — Philip James Bailey Art Copy Share Image
I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts, Each one of which down hurls me to the ground. — Philip James Bailey Contradiction Copy Share Image
Tis light translateth night; 'tis inspiration Expounds experience; 'tis the west explains The east; 'tis time unfolds Eternity. — Philip James Bailey Comparison Copy Share Image
Sorrow is a stone that crushes a single bearer to the ground, while two are able to carry it with ease. — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which… — Philip James Bailey Divinity Copy Share Image
Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows. — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
Could we but think with the intensity we love with, we might do great things. — Philip James Bailey Great things Copy Share Image
