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
The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet! – Robert Browning
It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least. – Robert Browning
Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be thanked! I do not. – Robert Browning
Love, hope, fear, faith – these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character. – Robert Browning
What’s a man’s age? He must hurry more, that’s all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold. – Robert Browning
But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? – Robert Browning
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. – Robert Browning