Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

From the moment I was six I felt sexy. And let me tell you it was hell, sheer hell, waiting to do something about it.

'My Struggle' came from a place of questioning and feelings of inauthenticity and frustration, and almost all of that is gone.

Sometimes I get frustrated with my own self because I'm such a perfectionist.

When I get out, I get annoyed with myself.

Manic depression's touching my soul. I know what I want, but I just don't know how to go about getting it.

It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.

My intentions go one way, my desires another. Thus I feel both self-indulgent and deprived.

I do not know what I regret. I sit with my pen, and cannot find an end to that sentence.

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

How I wish I were able to say what I think.

There was a disturbance in my heart, a voice that spoke there and said, I want, I want, I want! It happened every afternoon, and when I tried to suppress it it got even stronger.

I don't associate work with feelings of satisfaction. Rather, guilt, frustration, and resentment of people who write better than I do.

he used to think that he wanted to be good, he wanted to be kind, he wanted to be brave and wise, but it was all pretty difficult. He wanted to be loved, too, if he could fit it in.

Ye whose clay-cold heads and luke-warm hearts can argue down or mask your passions--tell me, what trespass is it that man should have them?... If nature has so wove her web of kindness, that some threads of love and desire are entangled with the piece--must the whole web be rent in drawing them out?

The want of a thing is perplexing enough, but the possession of it, is intolerable.

Why am I hopping around like some trained dog trying to please people I hate?

I cannot get him to write or speak in real, solid earnest. I don't much mind it now, but if it be always so, what shall I do with the serious part of myself?

I became frustrated with myself for not being as sturdy and unquestioning as I knew a man in my position should be.

I have moments that aren't too bad, but there's always something I'm struggling with, or feeling guilty about. I just figured I needed to try harder, but I find it difficult to sustain that motivation.

I'm kind of jealous of the life I'm supposedly leading.

There's only one passion in most artists more violent than their desire for admiration: their fear of identifying the nature of such admiration as they do receive.

For some men, the stronger their desire, the more difficult it is for them to act.

Shameless: Punish me for my desire if you will. It burns still.

I let a good many mistakes show through when fixing my sensations. It will always be the same and this is what makes me despair.

And I don't want to look at you every day, to see you naked,to watch you wandering around the annexe in your crazy dresses and not...not be able to do what I want with you. Oh, Clark,if you had any idea what I want to do to you right now.And I...i can't live with that knowledge. I can't. It's Not who I am. I can't be the kind of man who just...accepts.