Robert Brown Quotations

The person had to be really familiar with the main sites in Buffalo.

Where is the thread now? Off again! / The old trick! only I discern - / Infinite passion, and the pain / Of finite hearts that yearn.

Three years after the invasion, this government has not learnt one lesson.

We're still a youngish program. We're having to grassroots our tennis. We're laying the groundwork and being patient.

When he first started, it was all just natural talent. Now we have him sprinting, he's strengthening his legs, and I think he is going to reach 6-8 soon.

The reality is, all over the country the number of people in the homeless condition continues to grow. It will grow significantly as far as the eye can see. It's near crisis right now. It will certainly get there.

Let twenty pass, and stone the twenty-first,/ Loving not, hating not, just choosing so.

Love, we are in God's hand. / How strange now, looks the life he makes us lead. / So free we seem, so fettered fast we are!

Let's contend no more, Love, / Strive nor weep: / All be as before, Love, / - Only sleep!

She had / A heart - how shall I say? - too soon made glad, / Too easily impressed.

Shakespeare was with us, Milton was for us/ Burns, Shelley, were with us, - they watch from their graves.

One stiff blind horse, his every bone a-stare,/ Stood stupefied, however he came there: / Thrust out past service from the devil's stud!

One of the simplest is just to burn it as a heating fuel, produce steam for example. It could also be used for stationary power to produce electricity.

One may do whatever one likes in art: the only thing is to make sure that one does not like it

Now, who shall arbitrate? / Ten men love what I hate, / Shun what I follow, slight what I receive; / Ten who in ears and eyes / Match me: we all surmise, / They this thing, and I that: whom shall my soul believe?

Never may I commence my song, my due / To God who best taught song by gift of thee, / Except with bent head and beseeching hand - / That still, despite the distance and the dark, / What was, again may be.

One of the first places that they flew me to after the hurricane was San Antonio. I was separated from my wife, and I was looking for her. It just so happened that my stepson and my grandson were in the same place getting their medicine. And they were looking for me and told me that my wife was in Plano, safe.

I would have rummaged, ransacked at the word; Those old odd corners of an empty heart; For remnants of dim love the long disused, And dusty crumbling of romance!

But all, the world's coarse thumb / And finger failed to plumb, / So passed in making up the main account.

Give both the infinitudes their due - / Infinite mercy, but, I wis, / As infinite a justice too.

Gigadibs the literary man, / Who played with spoons, explored his plate's design, / And ranged the olive stones about its edge.

Four great walls in the New Jerusalem, / Meted on each side by the angel's reed, / For Leonard, Rafael, Agnolo and me / To cover.

If it wasn't him, they must have been twins.

He who did most, shall bear most; the strongest shall stand the most weak.

What most moved him was a certain meal on beans

Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, / The house for me, no doubt, were a house in the city-square.

God must be glad one loves His world so much.

He should have said up front that helping farmers harvest crops in south Georgia is more important than educating children all over the state. Then school systems could have made a better decision whether to close or not,

We have to be creative and think of ways to make the airport more than just an airport. We need to think of ways to make it an economic-development hub.

We look at it as an alternative renewable fuel. Ideally, we would be able to use it the same way we use gasoline in our engines.

Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,/ The not-incurious in God's handiwork.

Just the one prize vouchsafed unworthy me, / Seven years a gardener of the untoward ground.

It gets down to core values, how you can live and keep things straight and maintain an even keel. It helps to listen to people who share how they've done it. It's an everlasting human story.

I watched my foolish heart expand / In the lazy glow of benevolence, / O'er the various modes of man's belief.

Our financial resources have run out and so the doors will soon be closing.

O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, / And with God be the rest!

Such grace had kings when the world begun!

My wife and I are both students, so we have to take advantage of days like today because it's a bit financially difficult right now. I think the program's fantastic, and with the two boys it would be very difficult to take care of their dental needs any other way.

Lo, life again knocked laughing at the door! The world goes on, goes ever, in and through, And out again o' the cloud

I was ever a fighter, so - one fight more, / The best and the last!

Mexico has done some record-setting ... opium and marijuana production eradication,

Who fished the murex up? / What porridge had John Keats?

We need to prepare the airport for whatever the future might bring. If the future brings an industry, we need to be ready. If it brings the loss of one of our airlines, we need to be ready for that, too.

White shall not neutralize the black, nor good Compensate bad in man, absolve him so: Life's business being just the terrible choice

Well, it is earth with me; silence resumes her reign: / I will be patient and proud, and soberly acquiesce.

Tis the Last Judgement's fire must cure this place, / Calcine its clods and set my prisoners free.

Thoughts hardly to be packed / Into a narrow act, / Fancies that broke through language and escaped.

Wheelock was a man who would take an abstract concept and make it work.

What, you want, do you, to come unawares, / Sweeping the church up for first morning-prayers, / And find a poor devil has ended his cares / At the foot of your rotten-runged rat-riddled stairs? / Do I carry the moon in my pocket?

Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, / Yet the strong man must go.

Where had I been now if the worst befell? / And here we are riding, she and I.

What if we still ride on, we two / With life forever old yet new, / Changed not in kind but in degree, / The instant made eternity - / And heaven just prove that I and she / Ride, ride together, for ever ride?

Thou at first prompting of what I call God,/ And fools call Nature, didst hear, comprehend,/ Accept the obligation laid on thee.

When music technology takes the place of musicianship, it's time to pull the plug/

When earth breaks up and heaven expands,/ How will the change strike me and you / In the house not made with hands?

Why should I set so fine a gloss on things?

Why need the other women know so much?

Truth that peeps / Over the glasses' edge when dinner's done, / And body gets its sop and holds its noise / And leaves soul free a little.

The grand perhaps! We look on helplessly, there the old misgivings, crooked questions are.

We've had the BLS in here quite a bit at the request of different people. We don't think there is a flaw.

What's come to perfection perishes. / Things learned on earth, we shall practise in heaven. / Works done least rapidly, Art most cherishes.

What's become of Waring / Since he gave us all the slip?

Through such souls alone / God stooping shows sufficient of His light / For us i' the dark to rise by. And I rise.

Though Rome's gross yoke / Drops off, no more to be endured, / Her teaching is not so obscured / By errors and perversities, / That no truth shines athwart the lies.

With shrieking and squeaking / In fifty different sharps and flats.

We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life

We two stood there with never a third.

You, for example, clever to a fault, / The rough and ready man that write apace, / Read somewhat seldomer, think perhaps even less.

You drop quite a bit of dough to get to these places.

We are still in a transition phase with considerable work ahead, but we are improving our operating performance and strengthening our financial position, while continuing to develop leading-edge technologies.

Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed, As God be thanked! I do not

Everyone soon or late comes round by Rome.

At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, / When you set your fancies free.

Another Boehme with a tougher book / And subtler meanings of what roses say.

Escape me? Never - Beloved! While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both, Me the loving and you the loth, While the one eludes, must the other pursue

There's a great text in Galatians, / Once you trip on it, entails / Twenty-nine distinct damnations, / One sure if another fails.

There's heaven above, and night by night / I look right through its gorgeous roof.

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; / I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three.

I see the whole design, / I, who saw power, see now love perfect too.

The world and its way have a certain worth.

So, one day more I am deified. / Who knows but the world may end tonight?

Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, And the sun looked over the mountain's rim: And straight was a path of gold for him, And the need of a world of men for me

Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous / For a plate of turtle green and glutinous.

Schumann's our music-maker now; / Has his march-movement youth and mouth? Ingres's the modern man that paints; / Which will lean on me, of his saints? / Heine for songs; for kisses, how?

Progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beasts': God is, they are, Man partly is and wholly hopes to be

Or, my scrofulous French novel / On grey paper with blunt type! / Simply glance at it, you grovel / Hand and foot in Belial's gripe.

The moth's kiss, first! / Kiss me as if you made believe / You were not sure, this eve, / How my face, your flower, had pursed / Its petals up.

Do you see this square old yellow Book, I toss / I' the air, and catch again?

Dear dead women, with such hair, too - what's become of all the gold / Used to hang and brush their bosoms? I feel chilly and grow old.

And that's what all the blessed evil's for.

And the muttering grew to a grumbling; / And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling;/ And out of the houses the rats came tumbling.

As for the grass, it grew as scant as hair / In leprosy.

You should not take a fellow eight years old / And make him swear to never kiss the girls.

Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees / (If our loves remain) / In an English lane, / By a cornfield-side a-flutter with poppies.

This is a spray the Bird clung to.

They expect us to open our doors in September, but we don't get our money until November or December, if our applications are approved. By that time, the kids are halfway into the semester.

The year's at the spring; And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven, All's right with the world!

There may be heaven; there must be hell; / Meantime, there is our earth here - well!

This may be a blessing for some courses, ... The attrition of the facilities hopefully will match the attrition of the population. The golfers that played at City Park or Eastover will want to play golf. So they will have to go to other facilities.

They're not very talented, but they didn't give up. They hustled, they worked and they did what they had to do to fight and scrap.