Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore. – Matthew Arnold
With close-lipped Patience for our only friend, Sad Patience, too near neighbor to Despair. – Matthew Arnold
Still bent to make some port he knows not where, still standing for some false impossible shore. – Matthew Arnold
With close-lipped Patience for our only friend, Sad Patience, too near neighbor to Despair. – Matthew Arnold
The pursuit of perfection, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light. – Matthew Arnold
The true meaning of religion is thus, not simply morality, but morality touched by emotion. – Matthew Arnold