48 Quotes by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell

I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful and has nobody to thank.

A translator ought to be faithful, but is not bound down to being literal.

Can peace be gained until I clasp my wombat?

Oh how the family affections combatWithin this heart, and each hour flings a bomb atMy burning soul! Neither from owl nor from batCan peace be gained until I clasp my wombat.

Conception, my boy, fundamental brain work, is what makes all the difference in art.

Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.

I plucked a honeysuckle where The hedge on high is quick with thorn, And climbing for the prize, was torn, And fouled my feet in quag-water; And by the thorns and by the wind The blossom that I took was thinn'd, And yet I found it sweet and fair.