And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget.
– Christina G. Rossetti
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth.
– Christina G. Rossetti
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.
– Christina G. Rossetti
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, Where? What? and turn away.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.
– Christina G. Rossetti
My heart is like a singing bird.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Obedience is the fruit of faith.
– Christina G. Rossetti
She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
– Christina G. Rossetti
[Spring is] when life's alive in everything.
– Christina G. Rossetti
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.