The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: try to be shakespeare, leave the rest to fate! — Robert Browning
How good is man’s life, the mere living! how fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy! — Robert Browning
I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God. — Robert Browning
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents. — Robert Browning
You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never kiss the girls. — Robert Browning