Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
I am a part of all that I have met.
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
Kind hearts are more than coronets, and simple faith than Norman blood.
Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die.
My strength is as the strength of ten because my heart is pure.
Better not to have begun than to begin and fail.
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering ‘it will be happier.’
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever.
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
Love is the only gold.
Men at most differ as heaven and earth, but women, worst and best, as heaven and hell.
Ring out the old, ring in the new, ring, happy bells, across the snow.
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
I am a part of all that I have met.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more.
To sleep, perchance to dream.
I am a part of all that I have met.
A man’s full measure of success is the depth of his feeling of success.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
We are not now that strength which in old days One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Love is the only gold.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
For men may come and men may go, but I go on forever.
I am a part of all that I have met.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever.
Men must rise on stepping-stones of their dead selves to higher things.
Love is the only gold.
Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die.
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk through my garden forever.
A man’s full measure of success is the depth of his feeling of success.
A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die.
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more.
To sleep, perchance to dream.
I am a part of all that I have met.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking on the days that are no more.
We are not now that strength which in old days One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Love is the only gold.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
For men may come and men may go, but I go on forever.