Quote: Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Forgive! How many will say, forgive, and find a sort of absolution in the sound to hate a little longer! [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Men may rise on stepping-stones of their dead selves to higher things. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: He makes no friends who never made a foe. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Her eyes are homes of silent prayers. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Oh for someone with a heart, head and hand. Whatever they call them, what do I care, aristocrat, democrat, autocrat, just be it one that can rule and dare not lie. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Faith lives in honest doubt. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Manners are not idle, but the fruit. Of loyal nature and of noble mind. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Love is the only gold. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: By blood a king, in heart a clown. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Better not be at all than not be noble. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: The greater person is one of courtesy. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Who is wise in love, love most, say least. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Man dreams of fame while woman wakes to love. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Either sex alone is half itself. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: A truth looks freshest in the fashions of the day. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain. [Alfred Tennyson]
Quote: Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer. [Alfred Tennyson]