Elizabeth Barrett Browning

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.

What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?

God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face, A gauntlet with a gift in it.

And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can. 

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.