This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter, dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty, beyond what can be valued, rich or rare, no less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honor; as much as child e'er loved, or father found, a love that makes breath poor and speech unable.
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Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I think of thee!-my thoughts do twine and bud about thee, as wild vines, about a tree... Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood I will not have my thoughts instead of thee who art dearer, better!
Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
There's not a crime but takes its proper change out still in crime if once rung on the counter of this world.
Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, tired of all the playing, sleep with smile the sweeter for that you dropped away in! On your curls' full roundness stand golden lights serenely-- one cheek, pushed out by the hand, folds the dimple inly.
Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
There is no God, the foolish saith, But none, There is no sorrow. And nature oft the cry of faith In bitter need will borrow: Eyes which the preacher could not school, By wayside graves are raised; And lips say, God be pitiful, Who ne'er said, God be praised.
Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Pray, pray, thou who also weepest,-- and the drops will slacken so; weep, weep--and the watch thou keepest, with a quicker count will go. Think,--the shadow on the dial for the nature most undone, marks the passing of the trial, proves the presence of the sun.
Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Unlike we are, unlike, O princely Heart! Unlike our uses and our destinies... Thou, bethink thee, art a guest for queens to social pageantries, with gages from a hundred brighter eyes than tears even can make mine... what hast though to do with looking from the lattice-lights at me, a poor, tired, wandering singer.
Elizabeth Browning, fully Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What's this, Aurora Leigh, you write so of the poets and not laugh? Those virtuous liars, dreamers after dark, exaggerators of the sun and moon, and soothsayers in a tea-cup? I write so of the only truth-tellers, now left to God,— the only speakers of essential truth, opposed to relative, comparative, and temporal truths... the only teachers who instruct mankind, from just a shadow on a charnel-wall.
Emanuel Swedenborg, born Emanujel Swedberg
The knower and the known are one. Simple people imagine that they should see God as if he stood there and they here. This is not so. God and I, we are one in knowledge.
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Emanuel Swedenborg, born Emanujel Swedberg
We cannot become angels, that is, come into heaven, unless we bring something of an angelic character from living in this world.
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