“And fragile is thy tenure of this worldStill haunted by the monstrous ghost of God.(To Science)”
— George SterlingAnd the sea shall grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home.
— George SterlingThe stars are forever, but men pass like whispers in the night.
— George SterlingThere is a strange melancholy in the ocean's voice, as if it mourned for something lost.
— George SterlingThere is no joy so great as the surge of the sea, and no bitter cry so poignant as the wind in the pines.
— George SterlingLife has its own subtle wisdom; it pleases and torments by turns.
— George SterlingThe poet dreams in silence, while the world shakes with tumult.
— George SterlingMan is a lonely soul, helpless against the vastness of the universe.
— George SterlingIn the end, all men are poets in their longing and fools in their hope.
— George SterlingOur dreams are fireflies — glimpses of light in the darkness.
— George SterlingWe are the weary and the star-crazed, waiting for the dawn.
— George Sterling