Rupert Brooke Quotes

The Hill
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, "Through glory and ecstasy we pass;
Wind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old ... " "And when we die
All's over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips," said I,
- "Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!"
"We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said;
"We shall go down with unreluctant tread
Rose-crowned into the darkness!" ... Proud we were,
And laughed, that had such brave true things to say.
- And then you suddenly cried, and turned away. ~ Rupert Brooke

All the little emptiness of love! ~ Rupert Brooke

I shall desire and I shall find
The best of my desires;
The autumn road, the mellow wind
That soothes the darkening shires.
And laughter, and inn-fires. ~ Rupert Brooke

Canada is a live country - live, but not, like the States, kicking. ~ Rupert Brooke

All the day I held the memory of you, and wove
Its laughter with the dancing light o' the spray,
And sowed the sky with tiny clouds of love ... ~ Rupert Brooke

Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. ~ Rupert Brooke

But only agony, and that has ending;
And the worst friend and enemy is but Death. ~ Rupert Brooke

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

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. ~ Rupert Brooke

But the best I've known
Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown
About the winds of the world, and fades from brains
Of living men, and dies. ~ Rupert Brooke

Between the ages of ten and fifteen in St. Petersburg, I must have read more fiction and poetry - English, Russian and French - than in any other five-year period of my life. I relished especially the works of Wells, Poe, Browning, Keats, Flaubert, Verlaine, Rimbaud, Chekhov, Tolstoy, and Alexander Blok. On another level, my heroes were the Scarlet Pimpernel, Phileas Fogg, and Sherlock Holmes. In other words, I was a perfectly normal trilingual child in a family with a large library. At a later period, in Western Europe, between the ages of 20 and 40, my favorites were Housman, Rupert Brooke, Norman Douglas, Bergson, Joyce, Proust, and Pushkin. Of these top favorites, several - Poe, Jules Verne, Emmuska Orezy, Conan Doyle, and Rupert Brooke - have lost the glamour and thrill they held for me. The others remain intact and by now are probably beyond change as far as I am concerned. ~ Vladimir Nabokov

The worst of slaves is he whom passion rules. ~ Rupert Brooke

It's all a terrible tragedy. And yet, in it's details, it's great fun. And - apart from the tragedy - I've never felt happier or better in my life than in those days in Belgium. ~ Rupert Brooke

Love is a flame; - we have beaconed the world's night.
A city: - and we have built it, these and I.
An emperor: - we have taught the world to die. ~ Rupert Brooke

Proud, then, clear-eyed and laughing, go to greet Death as a friend! ~ Rupert Brooke

The Call

Out of the nothingness of sleep,
The slow dreams of Eternity,
There was a thunder on the deep:
I came, because you called to me.

I broke the Night's primeval bars,
I dared the old abysmal curse,
And flashed through ranks of frightened stars
Suddenly on the universe!

The eternal silences were broken;
Hell became Heaven as I passed. --
What shall I give you as a token,
A sign that we have met, at last?

I'll break and forge the stars anew,
Shatter the heavens with a song;
Immortal in my love for you,
Because I love you, very strong.

Your mouth shall mock the old and wise,
Your laugh shall fill the world with flame,
I'll write upon the shrinking skies
The scarlet splendour of your name,

Till Heaven cracks, and Hell thereunder
Dies in her ultimate mad fire,
And darkness falls, with scornful thunder,
On dreams of men and men's desire.

Then only in the empty spaces,
Death, walking very silently,
Shall fear the glory of our faces
Through all the dark infinity.

So, clothed about with perfect love,
The eternal end shall find us one,
Alone above the Night, above
The dust of the dead gods, alone. ~ Rupert Brooke

My night shall be remembered for a star
That outshone all the suns of all men's days ~ Rupert Brooke

Just now the lilac is in bloom
All before my little room. ~ Rupert Brooke

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

That night, how could I sleep?
I lay and watched the lonely gloom;
And watched the moonlight creep
From wall to basin, round the room.
All night I could not sleep. ~ Rupert Brooke

There's little comfort in the wise ~ Rupert Brooke

War knows no power. Safe shall be my going,
Secretly armed against all death's endeavour;
Safe though all safety's lost; safe where men fall;
And if these poor limbs die, safest of all. ~ Rupert Brooke

A kiss makes the heart young again a wipes out all the tears. ~ Rupert Brooke

i think, if you had loved me when i wanted;
if I'd looked up one day, and seen your eyes,
And found my wild sick blasphemous prayer granted,
And your brown face, that's full of pity and wise,
Flushed suddenly; the white godhead in new fear
Intolerably so struggling, and so shamed;
Most holy and far, if you'd come all too near,
If earth had seen Earth's lordliest wild limbs tamed,
Shaken, and trapped, and shivering, for MY touch --
Myself should I have slain? or that foul you?
But this the strange gods, who have given so much,
To have seen and known you, this they might not do.
One last shame's spared me, one black word's unspoken;
And I'm alone; and you have not awoken. ~ Rupert Brooke

Yet, behind the night, Waits for the great unborn, somewhere afar, Some white tremendous daybreak. ~ Rupert Brooke

Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes. ~ Rupert Brooke

And in my flower-beds,
I think,
Smile the carnation
and the pink. ~ Rupert Brooke

And in that Heaven of all their wish, there shall be no more land, say fish ~ Rupert Brooke

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets. ~ Rupert Brooke

At that time many of the men looked like Rupert Brooke, whose portrait still hung in everyone's imagination. ~ Muriel Spark

A book may be compared to your neighbour: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early ~ Rupert Brooke

I know what things are good: friendship and work and conversation. These I shall have. ~ Rupert Brooke

Down the blue night the unending columns press
In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow ~ Rupert Brooke

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

Failure
Because God put His adamantine fate
Between my sullen heart and its desire,
I swore that I would burst the Iron Gate,
Rise up, and curse Him on His throne of fire.
Earth shuddered at my crown of blasphemy,
But Love was as a flame about my feet;
Proud up the Golden Stair I strode; and beat
Thrice on the Gate, and entered with a cry
All the great courts were quiet in the sun,
And full of vacant echoes: moss had grown
Over the glassy pavement, and begun
To creep within the dusty council-halls.
An idle wind blew round an empty throne
And stirred the heavy curtains on the walls. ~ Rupert Brooke

These laid the world away; poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene,
That men call age; and those who would have been,
Their sons, they gave, their immortality. ~ Rupert Brooke

We always love those who admire us; we do not always love those whom we admire. ~ Rupert Brooke

I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on. ~ Rupert Brooke

In that rich earth a richer dust concealed.
(I'm flogging a dead horse w/ this one but this is the 1st time I've even seen this quotes feature! I just wanted to post something.) ~ Rupert Brooke

Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate. ~ Rupert Brooke

For Cambridge people rarely smile, Being urban, squat, and packed with guile. ~ Rupert Brooke

Spend the glittering moonlight there
Pursuing down the soundless deep
Limbs that gleam and shadowy hair,
Or floating lazy, half-asleep.
Dive and double and follow after,
Snare in flowers, and kiss, and call,
With lips that fade, and human laughter
And faces individual,
Well this side of Paradise! ...
There's little comfort in the wise. ~ Rupert Brooke

I had him in my cab once.

Who? Neville asked

Rupert Brooke. He was good, him. "There's some corner of a foreign field/ That is forever England".

That would be the bit with my nose under it; just fucking drive, will you? ~ Pat Barker

I had wanted to be a movie star and had thought I would be a movie star since I was very little. It was just something I saw in my future. But somehow when it happened, I wasn't ready for it. ~ Brooke Adams

I started off singing when I was little. My parents have said I was singing at 3 years old. So I think it was just something I probably came into this world wanting to do and knowing I was going to do. ~ Brooke Elliott

Trying to ground everything in reality was the most important thing to me. ~ Rupert Sanders

There's not a self-regulating group of nice fair-playing people in politics. There are a lot of dodgy people in politics. ~ Heather Brooke

I've never boxed before in my life. I've had one day's training at a boxing gym, and it's an incredibly difficult sport. ~ Rupert Penry-Jones

When I left the Senate in 1979, there were several publishers who had approached me about writing an autobiography, and I knew that politicians write books for many reasons, but at that time, I just thought I wasn't ready and my story wasn't over, and I knew I had a new life ahead of me. ~ Edward Brooke

I know one thing - if I didn't have TV and theatre and radio, the world would be a much more boring place. ~ Rupert Penry-Jones

Highwaymen?" she asked, and couldn't hide the hopeful note from her tone.
"In the middle of the day?"
"So they're desperate."
Being robbed wouldn't be pleasant, but it would actually be preferable compared to an angry criminal running them down from his stolen property.
"That would be the logical assumption, Becca,if we didn't just leave the house of a confirmed mass murderer."
"So you did find the evidence you were after?"
"It's in the book I asked you to smuggle out. Considering how quickly we left,my guess would be that Mary Pearson immediately mentioned to her husband that she'd put you in their bedroom, and that I entered it as well. Samuel would have gone straight upstairs in that case to check on the imcriminating ledger he'd carelessly left lying on the desk."
"And found it gone," she said with a resigned sigh.
"Don't sound so aggrieved. We'll be fine."
She could have screamed at him like a harpy for that ridiculous assessment. With two more shots fired at them, her fear was rising fast. It had been the same back at the Pearson house. The moment Rupert had warned that he'd disabled one of the servants,meaning they could be found out at any moment, her nausea had abruptly ended. Incredible. Did the sudden rush of fear do that? Not that she was going to seek out things to frighten her just to get through this pregnancy a little easier, but it as an interesting side effect. She could at least test the theory at home by having ~ Johanna Lindsey

Though storms blow and the earth shake
Limber trees may bend, but the stiff will break."

Chief Bending Tree (Mystical Mountain Magic) ~ Guy Brooke

as eminent political theorist Hannah Arendt saw back in 1951: "Would-be totalitarian rulers usually start their careers by boasting of their past crimes and carefully outlining their future ones. ~ Brooke Gladstone

Brooke, I'm already gone. The only reason I tried to get away from you boneheads earlier was because I wanted a couple of hours to see the sights before I headed home. Crooked Street maybe. Or Treasure Island. That sweet little bridge you're all so fond of. I can't say I like the Alcatraz tour, though. It's a little too realistic. ~ Kim Harrison

OMG, I am a married woman! ~ Brooke Burns

I was looking at this picture of Brooke Shields at Studio 54 the other day. Everyone in the shot looks amazing because they have these black and white cameras with a flash. I think that's what photographers should go back to. ~ Suki Waterhouse

I love Brooke. Exploiting her was never my intention. ~ Calvin Klein

In the United States, viewers don't get to see a lot of things we can show in other countries. We didn't get to show our naked Twister game from Wild On Jamaica, but we definitely filmed it. ~ Brooke Burke

The riding of young horses is an excellent nerve tonic. ~ Geoffrey Brooke

It's alright, we just need to change the conversation, give the fans something new to talk about," said Rupert X. "We'll get new haircuts. ~ Goldy Moldavsky

How was yer first time, Jamie? Did ye bleed? shouted Rupert ~ Diana Gabaldon

Okay, Dolly Brooke killed her because she was going to marry a quote nigger unquote, and how do we prove it?'
He frowned. 'I have told you not to use that word in my hearing.'
'I was merely quoting. It isn't - '
'Shut up. I mean the word 'unquote' and you know it. ~ Rex Stout

Brooke stared in surprise. "You brought me lunch?"
"I was in the neighborhood."
She checked out the label on the bag. "DMK is twenty minutes from here."
"I was in that neighborhood, and now I'm here," he said in exasperation. "Seriously, woman, you are impossible to feed." He strode over and set the bag on her desk. "One cheeseburger with spicy chipotle ketchup and a side of sweet potato fries - chosen specifically for a certain spicy and sweet girl I know - and a green dill pickle for your eyes. So there." He crossed his arms over his chest.
Brooke studied him. "You seem very ornery right now."
"As a matter of fact, I am."
"Why?"
"I don't know," he huffed. "Just ... eat your Brooke Burger. Stop asking so many questions. Sometimes a guy just wants to buy a girl lunch. Any objections to that? Good. Enjoy your Sunday, Ms. Parker."
He strode out of her office, gone as quickly as he'd appeared.
Brooke stared at the doorway and blinked. ~ Julie James

A jacketless Murdoch resumes his quiz, brushing off the assault as 'an overexcited autograph-hunter wanting to have his shaving foam signed. ~ Andy Zaltzman

The other girls were so comfortable with their bodies and it eventually rubbed off on me. ~ Brooke Langton

Presentation was the name of the Catholic church [my mother's family] attended, and this is what I love about the Irish: My mother became known as the second prettiest girl at Presentation parish. "Why was that okay?" I once asked her. "Oh, because everybody knew Mary Griffin was the most beautiful girl at Presentation," she replied. My mom was happy to be on the D-list! Just like I'm not trying to be Brooke Shields, she wasn't trying to be Mary Griffin. ~ Kathy Griffin

Rupert Murdoch's vast newspaper empire has waged a relentless pro-war propaganda war before and since the war began. ~ Margo Kingston

I recently saw Brooke Hogan's new music video, and I've got to say she looked hot. ~ Randy Orton

I am very active on Instagram and love connecting with people there. ~ Rachele Brooke Smith

You can't say the Negro left the Republican Party; the Negro feels he was evicted from the Republican Party. ~ Edward Brooke

I remember the excitement of being a new artist. When up and coming artists ask me like, "Any advice you have for me?" I always say, "Take it all in because you'll never be a new artist again". ~ Brooke Valentine

I've never been any good with authority. ~ Rupert Everett

We're not a manufacturer, or an airline, but we do use energy. Printing and publishing newspapers, producing films, broadcasting television signals, operating 24-hour newsrooms. It all adds carbon to the atmosphere. ~ Rupert Murdoch

I want Ron to stand up to Malfoy and punish him. ~ Rupert Grint

Because I'm suffering from a seriously nasty case of I.L."
"Um," I lean away from him and blink several times, some of my smarmy romantic swoon fading away. I was hoping maybe he was here to confess; instead he came to tell me he has an STD? "Is it contagious?"
Zayden tosses his head back and laughs, dropping his chin down and leaning in to press his face against the side of my neck. ~ C.M. Stunich

Heraclitus, Empedocles, and Parmenides all state or suggest that thinking the right kinds of thoughts positively transforms our relationship to our environment. If thoughts are the right kind, it is presumably because they build on the particular receptivity of human nature to true knowledge about the nature of things, knowledge that, in turn, brings the person into greater harmony with the world around him. Thought is thus a uniquely transformative encounter with reality. ~ Brooke Holmes

Why do you not fight when there is still breath and blood within you? Why do you not trumpet and flail? ~ Brooke Bolander

Having in my life been bitten by the jaws of both victory and defeat, I must rush to add that success is to failure as butter pecan ice cream is to death. ~ Rupert Holmes

Brooke, why don't we talk about you instead? You seem much more interesting." I started feeling frustrated. "I'm sure that's not true. Why are you so mysterious? ~ S. Walden

Cecily turned toward the ominous snuffling noise. There, in the underbrush, lurked a boar.
She'd never seen a boar, but she knew this must be one - else it was the largest, hairiest, most foul-smelling and predatory pig she'd ever encountered.
"Denny?" she called. Then, louder: "Portia? Mr. Brooke?"
The malodorous thing shuffled closer. It was drooling. Slobbering and snorting.
The beast's rubbery lips quivered and curled, revealing a pair of sharp, menacing tusks to complement the smaller, hooked set bracketing his snout.
"Go away," she told it. "Shoo."
No response. ~ Tessa Dare

I was the biggest Harry Potter fan. I read all the books. Ron was always my favorite character, because I feel like I relate to him, like weve both got red hair, we both like sweets, weve both got lots of brothers and sisters. Ive got one brother and three sisters, and both scared of spiders. ~ Rupert Grint

Things at home didn't change much. I still have to clean my own room! ~ Rupert Grint

I'm pretty sure Brooke is moving to Charlotte."

Vaughn's expression turned serious. "Charlotte? What brought that on?"

"One of Sterling's competitors offered her some big executive VP position. It sounds like a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Wow. What did you say when she told you about it?"

"I said, 'Congratulations' and told her to knock 'em dead in Charlotte." He saw Vaughn frown. "What was I supposed to say? 'Don't go?' You've seen her in action; you know how good she is. If she wants this, she should take it."

Vaughn nodded. "You're right. She should."

Cade pulled back. That was . . . it? Granted, he was no pro at the heart-to-hearts, but he'd expected maybe a little bit more. "Glad we're on the same page."

"Absolutely. You and I - we are in total agreement." Vaughn leaned back in the bar stool. "Now if Huxley were here, he, on the other hand, would probably have an entirely different take on the matter."

When Vaughn said nothing further, Cade took the bait. "And what would Huxley's take on the matter be?"

"Probably something about how you should tell Brooke how you feel, regardless of whether she's moving to Charlotte. You know how Huxley's all into being honest and open like that." Then Vaughn met Cade's gaze straight on. "And after that, he'd probably tell you that if he ever finds a girl who fits him as perfectly as Brooke fits you, that he hopes you're a good enough ~ Julie James

If you love to read, if you love nature and if you have a dog, you've got it made. ~ Brooke Astor

I'm named after a horse. My mom's best friend had a horse named Brooke, so my dad suggested 'Brooklyn' as a more formal version, and it just stuck - and now I live in Brooklyn part-time, so go figure. ~ Brooklyn Decker

Some women destroy all your sensibility towards them by their coldness, others by their heat. ~ Fulke Greville, 1st Baron Brooke

It does seem, in other words, not only more difficult for a woman experimental writer to be accepted than for a woman writer (which corresponds to the male situation of experimental writer vs. writer), but also peculiarly more difficult for a woman experimental writer to be accepted than for a male experimental writer. She may, if young, get caught up in a "movement," like Djuna Barnes, like H.D., like Laura Riding, as someone's mistress, and then be forgotten, or if old, she maybe "admitted" into a group, under a label, but never quite as seriously considered as the men in that group. ~ Christine Brooke-Rose

I learnt about plants from my father, who was a herbalist and an amateur microscopist. ~ Rupert Sheldrake

Some mistakes are worth making twice. ~ Rupert Smith