‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead life to sovereign power.
A sorrow’s crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, ‘It will be happier.’
There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
Love is the only gold.
I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
Authority forgets a dying king.
So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
God’s finger touched him, and he slept.
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not knock those who work with him. Don’t knock your friends. Don’t knock your enemies. Don’t knock yourself.
Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dealer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
I am a part of all that I have met.
Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
By blood a king, in heart a clown.
Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro’ nature, moulding men.
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
O earth, what changes hast thou seen!
Better not be at all than not be noble.
The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.
The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men.
What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man.
A day may sink or save a realm.
There’s no glory like those who save their country.
We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother’s shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.