1030568 quotes found
"A brotherhood of venerable trees."
"From Stirling Castle we had seen The mazy Forth unravelled; Had trod the banks of Clyde and Tay, And with the Tweed had travelled; And when we came to Clovenford, Then said "my winsome marrow," "Whate'er betide, we'll turn aside, And see the braes of Yarrow.""
"She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair, Like twilights too her dusky hair, But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn."
"A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles."
"And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine."
"The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command."
"I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils. Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."
"Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way."
"Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance."
"A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company."
"That inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude."
"More skillful in self-knowledge, even more pure, As tempted more; more able to endure, As more exposed to suffering and distress."
"But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover."
"And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw."
"Whom neither shape of danger can dismay, Nor thought of tender happiness betray."
"As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low."
"But how can he expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all?"
"I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side: By our own spirits are we deified: We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness."
"That heareth not the loud winds when they call, And moveth all together, if it moves at all."
"Choice word and measured phrase, above the reach Of ordinary men."
"And mighty poets in their misery dead."
"For the gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul."
"Mightier far Than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is Love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favorite seat be feeble woman's breast."
"Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place."
"He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,— The past unsighed for, and the future sure."
"Of all that is most beauteous, imaged there In happier beauty; more pellucid streams, An ampler ether, a diviner air, And fields invested with purpureal gleams."
"Yet tears to human suffering are due; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone."
"Babylon, Learned and wise, hath perished utterly, Nor leaves her speech one word to aid the sigh That would lament her."
"As thou these ashes, little brook! will bear Into the Avon, Avon to the tide Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas, Into main ocean they, this deed accurst, An emblem yields to friends and enemies How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified By truth, shall spread throughout the world dispersed."
"Habit rules the unreflecting herd."
"The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing."
"Meek Walton's heavenly memory."
"But who would force the soul tilts with a straw Against a champion cased in adamant."
"Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely calculated less or more."
"Where music dwells Lingering and wandering on as loth to die, Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality."
"Oh for a single hour of that Dundee Who on that day the word of onset gave!"
"In years that bring the philosophic mind."
"To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears."
"Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on, Through words and things, a dim and perilous way."
"And 't is my faith, that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes."
"Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you 'll grow double! Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble?"
"The bane of all that dread the Devil."
"The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world Have hung upon the beatings of my heart."
"Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel To self-reproach."
"As in the eye of Nature he has lived, So in the eye of Nature let him die!"
"Full twenty times was Peter feared, For once that Peter was respected."
"One of those heavenly days that cannot die."
"A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye; Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky."
"The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face."
"The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one!"
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.