Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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O Love! what hours were thine and mine, In lands of palm and southern pine; In lands of palm, of orange – blossom, Of olive, aloe, and maize and vine!
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It's better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would've happened if I had tried.
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The many fail: the one succeeds.
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Sweet is true love though given in vain, in vain; And sweet is death who puts an end to pain: I know not which is sweeter, no, not I. Love, art thou sweet? then bitter death must be: Love, thou art bitter; sweet is death to me. O Love, if death be sweeter, let me die. ... I fain would follow love, if that could be; I needs must follow death, who calls for me; Call and I follow, I follow! let me die.
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It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon.
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Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string? I am shamed through all my nature to have lov'd so slight a thing.
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Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.
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Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
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Ring out the false, ring in the true.
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Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever.
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The white flower of a blameless life.
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It was my duty to have loved the highest; It surely was my profit had I known: It would have been my pleasure had I seen. We needs must love the highest when we see it, Not Lancelot, nor another.
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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But every page having an ample marge, And every marge enclosing in the midst A square of text that looks a little blot.
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The shell must break before the bird can fly.
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Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of: Wherefore, let they voice, Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
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All experience is an arch wherethro' gleams that untraveled world whose margins fade forever and forever as we move.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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Nature, red in tooth and claw.
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What's up is faith, what's down is heresy.
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The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind Hath fouled me.