More - Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 English Poet

We all have known good critics, who have stamped out poet's hopes; Good statesmen, who pulled ruin on the state; Good patriots, who, for a theory, risked a cause; Good kings, who disemboweled for a tax; Good Popes, who brought all good to jeopardy; Good Christians, who sat still in easy-chairs; And damned the general world for standing up. Now, may the good God pardon all good men!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Goodness

Think, in mounting higher, The angels would press on us, and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Angels

He, in his developed manhood, stood, a little sunburn by the glare of life.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 

He said true things, but called them by wrong names.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 English Poet

He's just, your cousin, ay, abhorrently; He'd wash his hands in blood, to keep them clean

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Blood

It is not merely the likeness which is precious... but the association and the sense of nearness involved in the thing... the fact of the very shadow of the person lying there fixed forever! It is the very sanctification of portraits I think -- and it is not at all monstrous in me to say that I would rather have such a memorial of one I dearly loved, than the noblest Artist's work ever produced.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Association Photography

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Beauty

Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat or girl?

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Blush English Poet

The world's male chivalry has perished out, but women are knights-errant to the last; and, if Cervantes had been greater still, he had made his Don a Donna.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Courage