560 Quotes by Alfred Lord Tennyson

My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.

O son, thou hast not true humility, The highest virtue, mother of them all; But her thou hast not know; for what is this? Thou thoughtest of thy prowess and thy sins Thou hast not lost thyself to save thyself.

And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.

Science moves, but slowly, slowly, creeping on from point to point. ... Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns. ... Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

How dull it is to pause, to make an end, to rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.

Where love could walk with banish'd Hope no more.

That man's the best cosmopolite Who loves his native country best.

Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths.