Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • Earth's crammed with heaven...But only he who sees, takes off his shoes

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the ends of being and ideal grace.I love thee to the level of every day'sMost quiet need, by sun and candle-light.I love thee freely, as men strive for right.I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.I love thee with the passion put to useIn my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.I love thee with a love I seemed to loseWith my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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