Robert Browning

7 May 1812 // 12 Dec 1889
Poet, Playwright


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I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chatted all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne'er word said she
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!
Life is an empty dream.

All's love, yet all's law.

Who knows most, doubts most.
Truth never hurt the teller.

Fifine at the Fair
And gain is gain, however small.
So may a glory from defect arise.

Deaf and Dumb

Rafael made a century of sonnets.

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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."