Quotes by : Matthew Arnold

Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.

Nor does the being hungry prove that we have bread.

Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams,....

Who hesitate and falter life away and lose tomorrow the ground won today.

Only--but this is rare--When a beloved hand is laid in ours,When, jaded with the rush and glareOf the....

It is so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the spring, to have loved, to....

We forget because we must And not because we will.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

Journalism is literature in a hurry.

Conduct is three-fourths of our life and its largest concern.