Alfred Tennyson

There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.

The shell must break before the bird can fly.

Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all.

Come friends, it's not too late to seek a newer world.

HopeSmiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'...

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

I am a part of all that I have met.

So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the nightAn infant crying for the lightAnd with no language but a cry.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;I feel it when I sorrow most;'Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all.

Half the night I waste in sighs,Half in dreams I sorrow afterThe delight of early skies;In a wakeful dose I sorrowFor the hand, the lips, the eyes,For the meeting of the morrow,The delight of happy laughter,The delight of low replies.

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.