170 Quotes by Christina Rossetti

Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.

Open wide the windows of our spirits and fill us full of light; open wide the door of our hearts, that we may receive and entertain Thee with all our powers of adoration.

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.

What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow. What are brief? today and tomorrow. What are frail? spring blossoms and youth. What are deep? the ocean and truth.

I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away.

What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love.

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.

And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.

For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.