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• Grow old along with me! the best is yet to be, the last of life for which the first was made.
  -- Robert Browning...
• Progress is The law of life: man is not Man as yet.
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- Paracelsus, Part v...
• Was never evening yet But seemed far beautifuller than its day.
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- The Ring and the Book, Pompilia, Line 357...
• Fear death?--to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face.
  . . . . . . . No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old...
• Sing, riding 's a joy! For me I ride.
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- The last Ride together, vii...
• What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me. -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- Rabbi Ben Ezra
• They are perfect; how else?--they shall never change
  We are faulty; why not?--we have time in store....
• Less is more. -- Robert Browning, "Andrea del Sarto
• Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought. -- Robert Browning