Yes," I answered you last night;"No," this morning, sir, I say.Colours seen by candlelightWill not look the same by day.
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
Who so loves believes the impossible.
The wisest word man reaches is the humblest he can speak.
Love doesn't make the world go round Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?
Light tomorrow with today!
Oh to be in England Now that April's there.
In this abundant earth no doubtIs little room for things worn out:Disdain them, break them, throw them by!And if before the days grew roughWe once were lov'd, us'd -- well enough,I think, we've far'd,...
And trade is art, and art's philosophy,In Paris.
In this abundant earth no doubtIs little room for things worn out:Disdain them, break them, throw them by!And if before the days grew rough
Let no one 'til his death be called unhappy. Measure not the work Until the day's out and the labor done: Then bring your gauges.
God's in His Heaven - All's right with the world!
The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'
His answer was - not the common gallantries which come so easily to the lips of me - but simply that he loved me - he met argument with fact. He told me - that with himself also, the early freshness o...
For tis not in mere death that men die most.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
Our Euripides the human,With his droppings of warm tears,and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.