Robert Browning
33 quotations
Good strong thick stupefying incense-smoke!
Truth never hurts the teller.
The grand perhaps! We look on helplessly, there the old misgivings, crooked questions are.
The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
Where the apple reddens never pry -- lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I.
Ah, but a mans reach should exceed his grasp,Or whats a heaven for?
Make no more giants, God!But elevate the race at once!