What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow.What are brief? today and tomorrow.What are frail? spring blossoms and youth.What are deep? the ocean and truth. - Christina Rossetti
Promise me no promises, So will I not promise you: Keep we both our liberties, Never false and never true: Let us hold the die uncast, Free to come as free to go: For I cannot know your past, And of mine what can you know? - Christina Rossetti
Where there are no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts and no one to thank. - Christina Rossetti
All others are outside myself;I lock my door and bar them outThe turmoil, tedium, gad-about.I lock my door upon myself,And bar them out; but who shall wallSelf from myself, most loathed of all?If I could once lay down myself,And start self-purged upon the raceThat all must run ! Death runs apace. - Christina Rossetti
Silence is more musical than any song. - Christina Rossetti
Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed For a dream's sake. - Christina Rossetti
He feeds upon her face by day and night,And she with true kind eyes looks back on him,Fair as the moon and joyful as the light:Not wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim;Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright;Not as she is, but as she fills his dream. - Christina Rossetti
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. - Christina Rossetti
Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts, and no one thank. - Christina Rossetti
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine. - Christina Rossetti
Better by far you should forget and smile than you should remember and be sad. - Christina Rossetti
Fair as the moon and joyful as the light;Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright;Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams. - Christina Rossetti
[Spring is] when life's alive in everything. - Christina Rossetti
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. - Christina Rossetti