Robert Browning's Quote - God is the perfect poet. – Robert Browning

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God is the perfect poet. - Robert Browning

God is the perfect poet. – Robert Browning

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The sea heaves up, hangs loaded oer the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength. – Robert Browning

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Whats a mans age? He must hurry more, thats all Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold. – Robert Browning

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A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. – Robert Browning

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God and Nature first made us what we are, and then out of our own created genius we make ourselves what we want to be. Follow always that great law. Let the sky and God be our limit and Eternity our measurement. – Marcus Garvey

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I do not believe in God his existence has been disproved by Science. But in the concentration camp, I learned to believe in men. – Jean-Paul Sartre

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God forbid you be an ugly girl, course too pretty is also your doom, cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room. – Ani DiFranco

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When I see children, I see the face of God. Thats why I love them so much. Thats what I see. – Michael Jackson

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Loneliness breaks the spirit. – Yiddish Proverb

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Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign. – William Cullen Bryant

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