Robert Southey, (1774-1843), British Author Quotes

How little do they see what is, who frame their hasty judgments upon that which seems.

Ambition is an idol, on whose wings great minds are carried only to extreme; to be sublimely great or to be nothing.

If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams -- the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

I cannot believe in an eternity of hell. I hope God will forgive me if I err; but in this matter I cannot say, "Lord help my unbelief."

It is with words as with sunbeams, the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn

It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes and aspirations as the sparks fly upward, unless he has brutified his nature and quenched the spirit of immortality which is his portion.

My days among the Dead are passed; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal, And seek relief in woe; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedewed With tears of thoughtful gratitude. My thoughts are with the Dead; with them I live in long-past years, Their virtues love, their faults condemn, Partake their hopes and fears; And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind. My hopes are with the Dead; anon My place with them will be, And I with them shall travel on Through all Futurity; Yet leaving here a name, I trust, That will not perish in the dust.

Affliction is not sent in vain from the good God who chastens those that he loves.

Grave is but the threshold of eternity.

What are little girls made of ? Sugar and spice and all things nice.