Dear dead women, with such hair, too—what’s become of all the gold
More quotes by Robert Browning
The heavens and earth stay as they were; my heart
Beats as it beat: the truth remains the truth.
Let us cry, "All good things
Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!"
Inscribe all human effort with one word,
Artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
God is the perfect poet,
Who in his person acts his own creations.
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To call woman the weaker sex is a libel; it is man's injustice to woman.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men and women are created equal.
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