Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

Acquisition means life to miserable mortals.

Who apart from the gods is without pain for his whole lifetime's length?

Nothing can be grievous that is but once

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.

Why were we put here, so inclined to love, when end of our story = death? That harsh. That cruel. Do not like.

Pain and death are part of life. To reject them is to reject life itself.

Rather suffer than die is man's motto.

If pain could have cured us we should long ago have been saved.

It took me less than half a lifetime to realize that regret is one of the few guaranteed certainties. Sooner or later everything is touched by it, despite our naive and senseless hope that just this time we will be spared its cold hand on our heart.

There will be days when you feel defeated, exhausted, and plain old beat-up by life's whiplash. People you love will disappoint you - and you will disappoint them. You'll probably struggle with some kind of mortal appetite. Some days it will feel as though the veil between Heaven and Earth is made of reinforced concrete.

In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which our sorrows cast.

I would rather live and love where death is king than have eternal life where love is not.

Life itself is offensive and certainly does not apologize - in fact, it hurts considerably and, as we all know, is often very rude and troublesome, just as nature or art can be.

I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow.

Life is an incurable disease.

I envy the dead.

From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.

Teen authors love to flirt with taboo, to grapple - sensitively - with dark and frightening issues, and there is nothing darker and more frightening than cancer.

Easter tells us of something children can't understand, because it addresses things they don't yet have to know: the weariness of life, the pain, the profound loneliness and hovering fear of meaninglessness.

You gotta love livin', baby, 'cause dyin' is a pain in the ass.

Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.

I'm dying always.

War stories deal in death. War illuminates love, while love is the greatest expression of hope, without which any story rings untrue to life. And to deny hope in a story about such darkness is to create false art.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.