Top 100 Quotes About Browning
#1. I once knew this cellist, Miss Browning,
A swan with whom I enjoyed clowning.
But at night when she bloomed
I felt blissfully doomed.
Far from shore, in danger of drowning.
Julia Glass
#2. Ulysses'. No one reads him anymore. No one reads anything anymore. They think Browning is a gun.
Richard Flanagan
#3. [On Elizabeth Barrett Browning:] ... for finish, and melody of versification, there is nothing approaching to Miss Barrett in this day, or in any other - also for diction. Her words paint.
Mary Russell Mitford
#4. Guess now who holds thee?" - "Death," I said. But, there, The silver answer rang, - "Not Death, but Love." - ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING
Wayne W. Dyer
#5. Character halts without aid of the imagination, which our classes in Shakespeare and Browning, music and drawing, recognize not only as amusement and by-play of the mind, but a co-ordinate power. Its work is unhappily styled fiction; for to idealize is to realize.
C. A. Bartol
#6. When I was little in Spokane, Washington I drew all the time ... and my father would bring paper home ... and I mostly drew browning automatic water-cooled sub-machine guns ... that was my favorite
David Lynch
#8. The twelfth-century poet Abraham ibn Ezra, whom you encountered in high school as Browning's Rabbi ben Ezra (may his tribe increase), limpidly described the shlimazl's lot when he wrote: If I sold lamps, The sun, In spite, Would shine at night.
Leo Rosten
#9. Larry had brought me blue jeans, a red polo shirt, jogging socks, my white Nikes, an extra cross from my suitcase, the silver knives, the Firestar complete with inner pants holster, and the Browning and its shoulder holster. He'd forgotten a bra, but hey, except for that it was perfect.
Laurell K. Hamilton
#10. Browning's tragedies are tragedies without villains.
Edward Dowden
#11. M1919 Browning. All the mountains and hills, in my life, be scattered!!!
Ademola Adejumo
#12. A blowtorch is a wonderful thing. You can get one of those for about 25 bucks at Home Depot. And there's a ton of things that you can use a blowtorch for, in browning a steak or touching up the browning of a chicken or making creme brulee.
Nathan Myhrvold
#13. Oh heart! Oh blood that freezes, blood that burns! Earth's returns For whole centuries of folly, noise and sin! Shut them in, With their triumphs and their glories and the rest! Love is best. "Love Among the Ruins," Robert Browning, 1885
Craig Johnson
#14. The Browning love story? It is an ideal, all too rare, and yet I hardly think it strange. It would have been far stranger had the fates allowed those two brilliant passionate souls to beat themselves out in silence.
Marie Corelli
#15. I know those kinds of lenses, said Tuppence. By the time you've adjusted the shutter and stopped down and calculated the exposure and kept your eye on the spirit level, your brain gives out and you yearn for the simple browning.
Agatha Christie
#16. Mandelstam's style is not singular. He could be stately and traditional, ribald and funny, hectic, elegiac. He could handle abstractions and ideas as well as Pope or Browning but then be so musical that other poems approach pure sound.
Christian Wiman
#17. TEN GREATEST ENGLISH POETS Chaucer, Spenser, Shakespeare, Milton, Burns, Wordsworth, Keats, Shelley, Tennyson, Browning. TEN GREATEST ENGLISH ESSAYISTS Bacon, Addison, Steele, Macaulay, Lamb, Jeffrey, De Quincey, Carlyle, Thackeray and Matthew Arnold.
Joseph Devlin
#18. We read Robert Browning's poetry. Here we needed no guidance from the professor: the poems themselves were enough.
Carl Sandburg
#19. Tennyson and Browning are poets, and they think; but they do not feel their thought as immediately as the odour of a rose. A thought to Donne was an experience; it modified his sensibility.
T. S. Eliot
#20. There is a pervasive myth that shortbread should never bake to the point of browning. I want to persuade you that a golden tint is not only okay but preferable. The buttery flavor will become more pronounced with a bit of color, and that is as essential an element to shortbread as its friable crumb.
Elisabeth Prueitt
#21. I want - I know I shouldn't stay, but I can't - I don't want to lose this. I don't want to lose any of you. I don't want to be Nathaniel anymore. I want to be Neil for as long as I can." "Good," Wymack said. "I'd have a hell of a time fitting 'Wesninski' on a jersey." Browning
Nora Sakavic
#22. Elizabeth Barrett Browning could write a poem two pages long. Could she have brought it to a music publisher?
Dorothy Fields
#23. There's something brave and touching about game girls of all ages keeping themselves smart in hard times - one thinks of those wonderful women during World War II drawing stocking seams in eyebrow pencil up the back of legs stained with gravy browning because nylons were so hard to get hold of.
Julie Burchill
#24. W. B. Yeats has created, if not a new world, a new star. He is not a reporter of life as it is, to the extent that Shakespeare or Browning is. One is not quite certain that his kingdom is of the green earth. He is like a man who has seen the earth not directly but in a crystal.
Robert Wilson Lynd
#25. Theatre aside, my penchant for the extended monologue began with my reading of Browning's dramatic monologues, in high school. My inclination to adopt the form for prose was confirmed by Richard Howard's book of dramatic monologues, Untitled Subjects.
Norman Lock
#26. He also ate every scrap of the cold meat she had cooked for him, and good gods, it was pretty awful. Somehow she had managed to wreck the simple task of browning chicken in a skillet. The outside was charred black, and the inside oozed juice that was still pink.
Thea Harrison
#27. [On Elizabeth Barrett Browning:] Her sweetness of character is even beyond her genius.
Mary Russell Mitford
#28. I entirely agree with you about the obscurity of Mrs Browning's line about the stars. It is far-fetched. She wanted to express something which she found beyond expression.
Marie Corelli
#29. the browning Assendelft flatlands, this stranger
Jessie Burton
#30. Man is not God but hath God's end to serve, A master to obey, a course to take, Somewhat to cast off, somewhat to become. Grant this, then man must pass from old to new, From vain to real, from mistake to fact, From what once seemed good, to what now proves best. - Robert Browning
Oswald Chambers
#31. I hold with the old-fashioned criticism that Browning is not really a poet, that he has all the gifts but the one needful and the pearls without the string; rather one should say raw nuggets and rough diamonds.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
#32. If you want me, just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and blow.
(as Marie 'Slim' Browning in To Have and Have Not)
Lauren Bacall
#33. Oh!s little bird told us,' said Miss Browning. Molly knew that little bird from her childhood, and had always hated it, and longed to wring its neck. Why could not people speak out and say that they did not mean to give up the name of their informant?
Elizabeth Gaskell
#34. Browning: 'Justinian's Pandects only make precise / What simply sparkled in men's eyes before'.
Michael Oakeshott
#35. Or from Browning some "Pomegranate," which if cut deep down the middle Shows a heart within blood-tinctured, of a veined humanity.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#36. Meredith is a prose Browning. So is Browning.
Oscar Wilde
#37. Whenever you brown butter, some of it is lost - water evaporates, milk solids fall to the bottom of the pan, that kind of thing. It's possible that in browning the butter you ended up making the dough with too little butter.
Dorie Greenspan
#38. One of my latest sensations was going to Lady Airlie's to hear Browning read his own poems - with the comport of finding that, at least, if you don't understand them, he himself apparently understands them even less. He read them as if he hated them and would like to bite them to pieces.
Henry James
#39. John M. Browning: American Gunmaker.
Chris Kyle
#40. Peace. The upland serenity of high altitude, the openness of grassland without indigenous bush or trees; the greening, yellowing or silver-browning that prevailed, according to season.
Nadine Gordimer
#41. Often I have the impression that I am writing on paper that is already browning in the licks of the flames.
Ernst Junger
#42. When she looked thus, only God and Robert Browning knew what she was likely to say.
Harper Lee
#43. My first, big, silly role at school was as Arthur Crocker-Harris in Rattigan's 'The Browning Version,' where my job was to make school-masters' wives weep with recognition.
Benedict Cumberbatch
#44. There are three ways of learning golf: by study, which is the most wearisome; by imitation, which is the most fallacious; and by experience, which is the most bitter.
Robert Browning
#45. You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never kiss the girls.
Robert Browning
#46. That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, ... I like such ivy; bold to leap a height 'Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus; pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#47. There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing; and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.
Robert Browning
#48. If you can sit at set of sun And count the deeds that you have done And counting find oneself-denying act, one word That eased the heart of him that heard. One glance most kind, Which fell like sunshine where he went, Then you may count that day well spent.
Robert Browning
#49. God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.
Robert Browning
#53. Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
Robert Browning
#54. Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#55. There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness; ... and, to know, rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape, then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.
Robert Browning
#56. But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
Robert Browning
#57. Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.
Yet love me
wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,
And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#58. I think, am sure, a brother's love exceeds
All the world's loves in its unworldliness.
Robert Browning
#59. "With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart" once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare he!
Robert Browning
#62. At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading is not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#63. I despise and abhor the pleas on behalf of that infamous practice, vivisection ... I would rather submit to the worst of deaths, so far as pain goes, than have a single dog or cat tortured to death on the pretense of sparing me a twinge or two.
Robert Browning
#64. It is rather when
We gloriously forget ourselves, and plunge
Soul-forward, headlong, into a book's profound,
Impassioned for its beauty and salt of truth
'Tis then we get the right good from a book.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#65. Tis aye a solemn thing to me
To look upon a babe that sleeps
Wearing in its spirit-deeps
The unrevealed mystery
Of its Adam's taint and woe,
Which, when they revealed lie,
Will not let it slumber so.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#67. Our Euripides the human,
With his droppings of warm tears,
and his touchings of things common
Till they rose to meet the spheres.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#68. Oh the wild joys of living! The leaping from rock to rock ... the cool silver shock of the plunge in a pool's living waters.
Robert Browning
#69. Yes, I answered you last night; No, this morning, sir, I say: Colors seen by candle-light Will not look the same by day.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#70. On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Robert Browning
#71. Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
Robert Browning
#75. All good things
Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Robert Browning
#76. Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.
Robert Browning
#78. The good stars met in your horoscope,
Made you of spirit and fire and dew.
Robert Browning
#80. Kiss me as if you made believe
You were not sure this eve,
How my face, your flower, had pursed
It's petals up ...
Robert Browning
#81. My first thought was, he lied in every word,
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
Askance to watch the working of his lie
On mine, and mouth scarce able to afford
Suppression of the glee, that pursed and scored
Its edge, at one more victim gained thereby.
Robert Browning
#86. God made all the creatures and them our love and out fear,
To give sign, we and they are his children, one family here.
Robert Browning
#87. 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
#88. Who was a queen and loved a poet once
Humpbacked, a dwarf? ah, women can do that!
Robert Browning
#90. For thence a paradox Which comforts while it mocks, - Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail: What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me: A brute I might have been, but would not sink i' the scale.
Robert Browning
#91. God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face, A gauntlet with a gift in it.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#94. And that dismal cry rose slowly And sank slowly through the air, Full of spirit's melancholy And eternity's despair; And they heard the words it said,- "Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!"
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#95. The only fault's with time; All men become good creatures: but so slow!
Robert Browning
#98. My whole life long I learn'd to love,
This hour my utmost art I prove.
And speak my passion - heaven or hell?
She will not give me heaven? 'Tis well!
Robert Browning
