There rolls the deep where grew the tree earth, what changes hast thou seen! There were the long street roars hath been. The stillness of the central sea.

— Alfred Tennyson

The shell must break before the bird can fly.

— Alfred Tennyson

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;Thou maddest Life in man and brute;Thou maddest Death; and lo, thy foots on the skull which thou hast made.

— Alfred Tennyson

This better to have loved and lost, Then never to have loved at all.

— Alfred Tennyson

Though much is taken, much abides; and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

— Alfred Tennyson

Time...a maniac scattering dust.

— Alfred Tennyson

T is not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’We are not now that strength which in old days’d earth and heaven, that which we are, we are:One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

— Alfred Tennyson

Virtue - to be good and just -Every heart, when sifted well, Is a clot of warmer dust, Mix'd with cunning sparks of hell.- The Vision of Sin

— Alfred Tennyson

Wearing all that weight of learning like a flower.

— Alfred Tennyson

What rights are those that dare not resist for them?

— Alfred Tennyson