Man dreams of fame while woman wakes to love.
Man is the hunter; woman is his game. The sleek and shining creatures of the chase, we hunt them for the beauty of their skins; they love us for it, and we ride them down.
He promoted the education of the parish clergy and wrote: He seems to me a very foolish man, and very wretched, who will not increase his understanding while he is in the world, and ever wish and long to reach that endless life where all shall be made clear.
The greater the man the greater the courtesy.
Forward the Light Brigade! Was there a man dismay'd? Not tho' the soldier knew Someone had blunder'd: Their's not to make reply, Their's not to reason why, Their's but to do and die; Into the valley of death, Rode the six hundred, Cannon to right
I have fought for Queen and Faith like a valiant man and true;/ I have only done my duty as a man is bound to do.
And so the Word had breath, and wrought/ With human hands the creed of creeds/ In loveliness of perfect deeds,/ More strong than all poetic thought.
Half light, half shade,/ She stood, a sight to make an old man young.
God made the woman for the man,/ And for the good and increase of the world.
This gray spirit yearning in desire/ To follow knowledge like a sinking star,/ Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
No life that breathes with human breath has ever truly longed for death
Time, a maniac scattering dust,/ And Life, a Fury slinging flame.
The world will not believe a man repents; And this wise world of ours is mainly right
Who loves not a false imagining, an unreal character in us; but looking through all the rubbish of our imperfections, loves in us the divine ideal of our natures - not the man that we are, but the angel that we may be.
Manners are not idle, but the fruit. Of loyal nature and of noble mind.