Robert Southey Quotes

Thou hast been called, O Sleep! The friend of woe; But ’tis the happy that have called thee so.

There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never known beyond its hallowed limits.

My notions on life are much the same as they are about traveling. There is a good deal of amusement on the road, but after all, one wants to rest.

Curses are like young chickens, they always come home to roost.

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.

Disagreeing in little things and agreeing in great ones is what forms and keeps up a commerce of society and friendship among reasonable men, and among unreasonable men breaks it.

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.

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

Give me a room whose every nook is dedicated to a book.

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