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• Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- The Lost Leader, i...
• A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
  What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?...
• Sappho survives, because we sing her songs; And Aeschylus, because we read his plays!
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- Cleo...
• God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides,--one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her!
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- One Word More, xvii...
• Why comes temptation, but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph?
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- The Ring and the Book, The Pope, Line 1185...
• God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations.
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- Paracelsus, Part ii...
• Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace
  And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold....
• How he lies in his rights of a man! Death has done all death can.
  And absorbed in the new life he leads, He recks not, he heeds Nor his wrong nor my vengeance...
• A political leader must keep looking over his shoulder all the time to see if the boys are still there.
  If they aren't still there, he's no longer a political leader....