A woman's always younger than a man of equal years.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning - In Old Age
|
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
- Robert Browning - In Old Age
|
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.
- Anais Nin - In Art
|
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top.
- Robert Browning - In Business
|
God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning - In Dreams
|
Dreams are necessary to life.
- Anais Nin - In Dreams
|
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
- Anais Nin - In Dreams
|
It is impossible to predict the time and progress of revolution. It is governed by its own more or less mysterious laws.
- Vladimir Lenin - In History
|
People living deeply have no fear of death.
- Anais Nin - In Life
|
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
- Robert Browning - In Love
|
Who so loves believes the impossible.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning - In Love
|
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
- Anais Nin - In Love
|
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
- Robert Browning - In Music
|
The mind, in proportion as it is cut off from free communication with nature, with revelation, with God, with itself, loses its life, just as the body droops when debarred from the air and the cheering light from heaven.
- William Ellery Channing - In Nature
|
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
- Anais Nin - In Nature
|
I know why familles were created, with all their imperfections. They humanize you. They are made to make you forget yourself occasionally, so that the beautiful balance of life is not destroyed.
- Anais Nin - In Nature
|
Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and fitted them together.
- Elizabeth Gray Vining - In Nature
|
God is the perfect poet.
- Robert Browning - In Poetry
|
