Pain is a good cleanser of the mind and therefore of the sight. Matters which seem to mean the world, in health, are found to be of no import when pain is hard upon you.
Now you know what hurt it brings to women when men come into the world. Remember, and make it up to your Mama and to all women.
You must learn to tell worry from thought and thought from prayer. Sometimes a light will go from your life, and a thought becomes a prayer til you are strong enough to stand under the weight of your own thought again.
As your father keeps clean his lamp to have good light, so keep clean your spirit.
She has passed information to you. Figures names and facts. You have learnt nothing very much. But you have a splendid memory. It will help you when you start to learn.
Strange that only a little problem of your own will take your mind far from a tragedy belonging to others.
The evil that is in Man comes of sluggish minds…for sluggards cannot think, and will not…Send upon us thy flames that we may be burnt of dead thoughts, even as we burn dead grass…make us see.
There is silly are people. You must suffer, or cause others to suffer, before you will have respect of one kind or the other from them…I will not stand to be looked at by anybody, especially when the looking is done with wrong thinking.
It is strange how loud little sounds become when you are in the dark and doing something wrong.
What is ordinary to you maybe a desert of woeful newness to another.
Glorious is the Voice of Man, and sweet is the music of the harp.
It is strange how you shall hate a man, and yet pity him from the depths.
It is very strange to think back like this, although come to think of it, there is no fence or hedge round Time that has gone. You can go back and have what you like if you remember it well enough.
Happy we were the, for we had a good house, and good food and good work.
A man will will never know a woman until he knows her work.
You will only learn in a fight how much you’ve got to learn.
It hurt to think that a boy would not have him at his value of himself.
Dear little house that I have lived in, there is happiness you have seen, even before I was born. In you is my life, and all the people I have loved are a part of you, so to go out of you, and leave you, is to leave myself.
Women have their own braveries, their own mighty courageousness that is of woman, and not to be compared with the courage shown by man.
But even of him I can think of with sorrow, now at this moment.Those times, those people…have gone. How can there be fury felt for things that are gone to dust.
The man who goes to the top is the man who has something to say and says it when circumstances warrant. Men who keep silent underdressed are moral cowards.
The world was created for Mankind, not for some of mankind.
Then sense. Use your sense. Not all of us are born for greatness, but all of us have sense. Make use of it. Think. Think long and well.
Why is it, I wonder, that people suffer, when there is so little need, when an effort of will and some hard work would bring them from their misery into peace and contentment.
For it is discomfort’s own essence to be near a man and to feel him in torture of misery, to feel with him the very pain of the misery, and yet to be unable to help.
Yet Conscience is a nobleman, the best in us, and a friend.
But I was born in the image of God, a man, a creator, with power of life and death, a father, blessed with the gift of the seed of Adam, a sower of seed, to bring forth generations of new life.This I was, and envying a kettle.
The beauty and music…It is a call…And some are not strong.
I saw my father as a man, and not, as a man who was my father.
Let all things be done in order, with right and decency. Those things are worth a man’s life or two. Life without would be a hell, indeed.
Before you are much older…you will have policemen here to stay. A magistrate will be next. Then perhaps even a jail. And the counterparts of those things are hunger and want, and misery and idleness. The night is coming. Watch and pray.
Let the Unions become engines for the working people to right their wrongs. Not benefit societies, or burial clubs. Let the Unions become civilian regiments to fight in the cause of the people.
The rights of man are poor things beside the eyes of hungry children. Their hurts are keener than the soreness of injustice.