Rupert Brooke Quotes

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.

A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early.

Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.

All the little emptiness of love!

One may not doubt that, somehow Good Shall come of Water and of Mud; And sure, the reverent eye must see A purpose in Liquidity.

Hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?

Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.