Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

Light tomorrow with today!

God's gifts put men's best dreams to shame.

Open my heart and you will see Graved inside of it "Italy."

I give the fight up let there be an end A privacy an obscure nook for me I want to be forgotten ...

No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.

If you desire faith, then you have faith enough.

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for ...

Let no one 'til his death be called unhappy. Measure not the work Until the day's out and the labor...

In this abundant earth no doubtIs little room for things worn out:Disdain them, break them, throw th...

A woman's always younger than a man of equal years.

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you

Oh to be in England Now that April's there.

You're something between a dream and a miracle.

And each man stands with his face in the light of his own drawn sword. Ready to do what a hero can.

Our Euripides the human,With his droppings of warm tears,and his touchings of things common Till the...

Just for a handful of silver he left us Just for a ribbon to stick in his coat.

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life...

The heart doth recognise thee,Alone, alone! The heart doth smell thee sweet,Doth view thee fair, dot...

Until they are of the age to use the brain.

And I breathe large at home. I drop my cloak,Unclasp my girdle, loose the band that tiesMy hair...no...

God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face. ...

Earth changes but thy soul and God stand sure.

Who so loves believes the impossible.

God's in His Heaven - All's right with the world!

The year's at the Spring And day's at the morn Morning's at seven The hillside's dew-pearled The ...

For tis not in mere death that men die most.

An ignorance of means may minister to greatness, but an ignorance of aims make it impossible to be g...

Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in ...

The wisest word man reaches is the humblest he can speak.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can...

What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?

Best be yourself imperial plain and true!

True knowledge comes only through suffering.

Better farPursue a frivolous trade by serious means,Than a sublime art frivolously.

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off hi...

If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.

I am one who could have forgotten the plague, listening to Boccaccio's stories; and I am not ashamed...

Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.

How, Dearest, wilt thou have me for most use?A hope, to sing by gladly? or a fineSad memory, with th...

My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!And yet they seem alive and quiveringAgainst my tremulous...

I thought once how Theocritus had sungOf the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,Who each one...

And yet, because I love thee, I obtainFrom that same love this vindicating grace,To live on still in...

Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can...

The picture of helpless indolence she calls herselfsublimely helpless and impotentI had done living ...

And wilt thou have me fashion into speechThe love I bear thee, finding words enough,And hold the tor...

With my lost saints - I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life! - and if God choos...

My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.

Good aims not always make good books.

Books, books, books!I had found the secret of a garret roomPiled high with cases in my father’s name...

Earth's crammed with heaven...But only he who sees, takes off his shoes.

We get no good by being ungenerous, even to a book, and calculating profits...so much help by so muc...

The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to whic...

You have touched me more profoundly than I thought even you could have touched me - my heart was ful...

I tell you hopeless grief is passionless,That only men incredulous of despair,Half-taught in anguish...

Who so loves believes the impossible.

It is rather whenWe gloriously forget ourselves, and plungeSoul-forward, headlong, into a book's pro...

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

Enough! we're tired, my heart and I.We sit beside the headstone thus,And wish that name were carved ...

Love doesn't make the world go round Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.

His answer was - not the common gallantries which come so easily to the lips of me - but simply that...

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.

Oh to be in England Now that April's there.

Yes," I answered you last night;"No," this morning, sir, I say.Colours seen by candlelightWill not l...

God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.

Many a fervid man writes books as cold and flat as graveyard stones.

Good to forgive Best to forget.

And trade is art, and art's philosophy,In Paris.