Robert Browning quotes

Take away love, and our earth is a tomb! (Robert Browning)
Love is energy of life.
Robert Browning
God is the perfect poet.
Robert Browning
When a man's fight begins within himself, he is worth something.
Robert Browning
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?
Robert Browning
A minute's success pays the failure of years.
Robert Browning
Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph?
Robert Browning
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Robert Browning
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
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
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)
God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.
Robert Browning
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
Robert Browning
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
Robert Browning
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.
Robert Browning
Never the time and the place and the loved one all together!
Robert Browning
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Robert Browning
I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.
Robert Browning
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life's business being just the terrible choice.
Robert Browning
Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beast's; God is, they are, Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
Robert Browning
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn. (Robert Browning)
It is the glory and the good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to minds like mine at least.
Robert Browning
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
Robert Browning
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
Robert Browning
One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.
Robert Browning