Lord Alfred Tennyson quotes
1809 - 1892; Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom; author of "Idylls of the King"
He makes no friends who never made a foe.
Though much is taken, much abides, and though we are not now that strength which in old
days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are. One equal temper of heroic
hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will to strive, to seek, to find, and not to
Better not be at all than not be noble.
Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
I cannot rest from travel; I will drink life to the lees.
Once in a golden hour,
I cast to earth a seed,
And up there grew a flower,
That others called a weed.
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
Sometimes the heart sees what's invisible to the eye.
No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not
knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not work those who work with him. Don't
knock your friends. Don't knock your enemies. Don't knock yourself.
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house,
Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
I said, "O Soul, make merry and carouse,
Dear soul, for all is well."
Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
I am a part of all that I have met.
For every worm beneath the moon
Draws different threads, and late and soon
Spins, toiling out his own cocoon.
Who are wise in love, love most, say least.
Forward, forward let us range,
Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you... I could walk through my garden forever.
Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.
I sometimes hold it half a sin,
To put in words the grief I feel.
For words, like nature, half reveal,
And half conceal the soul within.
There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace!
Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,
While the stars burn, the moons increase,
And the great ages onward roll.