A Quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die. — © Alfred Lord Tennyson
Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
Why have I always been forbidden to touch him? (Stryker) Ours it not to question why. Ours is but to live or die. (Apollymi)
Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
If God gave it to me," we say "it's mine. I can do what I want with it." No. The truth is that it is ours to thank Him for and ours to offer back to Him, ours to relinquish, ours to lose, ours to let go of - if we want to find our true selves, if we want real Life, if our hearts are set on glory.
We yield to none in our love, admiration and respect for the Buddha-the Dharma-the Sangha. They are all ours. Their glories are ours and ours their failures.
Kashmir is ours, Kashmiris are ours, and Kashmiriyat is also ours.
If we hold tightly to anything given to us unwilling to allow it to be used as the Giver means it to be used we stunt the growth of the soul. What God gives us is not necessarily "ours" but only ours to offer back to him, ours to relinguish, ours to lose, ours to let go of, if we want to be our true selves. Many deaths must go into reaching our maturity in Christ, many letting goes.
I do hope there are other wonderful planets living and thriving out there, but ours is special because it is ours and ours to take care of. We really can't take that too lightly.
Ours is a just cause; victory will be ours!
We must act as if our institutions are ours to create, our learning is ours to define, our leadership we seek is ours to become.
Ours is a stable country. Ours is a sensible country. And ours is a fundamentally decent country.
U2 is an original species... there are colours and feelings and emotional terrain that we occupy that is ours and ours alone.
The satisfaction of life May not be ours, But the beauty of hope Is all ours.
Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.
The fields and the flowers and the beautiful faces are not ours, as the stars and the hills and the sunlight are not ours, but they give us fresh and happy thoughts.
It was a sort of peace I have rarely enjoyed since. As if we were the only two souls on earth—all of nature ours to enjoy. I wondered why a creator who had dreamt such beauty would have slandered it with such evil. Such grief. Why He had not been content to leave it unspoilt. I still wonder.
The United States is, after all, supposed to be a free country - and it has never made any sense to me that choices about what to put into our own bodies aren't ours and ours alone.
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