{"author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning","total_quotes":73,"quotes":[{"text":"I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["love"],"id":7219,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"Open my heart and you will see Graved inside of it  'Italy.'.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["italy"],"id":12033,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"Quick-loving hearts ... May quickly loathe.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["instability","love","lovers-quarrels","passion","precariousness","volatility"],"id":17966,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"The year's at the Spring And day's at the morn  Morning's at seven  The hillside'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!","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["world"],"id":40336,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"Light tomorrow with today!","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["future"],"id":52502,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"Just for a handful of silver he left us  Just for a ribbon to stick in his coat.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["corruption"],"id":53228,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"With my lost saints - I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life! - and if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["breath","death","god-s-love","saints","smiles","tears"],"id":56316,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"The heart doth recognise thee,Alone, alone! The heart doth smell thee sweet,Doth view thee fair, doth judge thee most complete,—-Though seeing now those changes that disguise thee.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["poetry"],"id":58655,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["love","sonnet"],"id":71858,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"},{"text":"I tell you hopeless grief is passionless,That only men incredulous of despair,Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight airBeat upward to God’s throne in loud accessOf shrieking and reproach. Full desertnessIn souls, as countries, lieth silent-bareUnder the blanching, vertical eye-glareOf the absolute heavens. Deep-hearted man, expressGrief for thy dead in silence like to death— Most like a monumental statue setIn everlasting watch and moveless woeTill itself crumble to the dust beneath.Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet;If it could weep, it could arise and go.","author":"Elizabeth Barrett Browning","tags":["grief","poetry"],"id":74273,"author_id":"Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":73,"pages":8,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}