Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone;For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.
We flatter those we scarcely know,We please the fleeting guest;And deal full many a thoughtless blow,To those who love us best.
We two make banquets of the plainest fareIn every cup we find the thrill of pleasure… For us life always moves with lilting measureWe two, we two, we make our world, our pleasure
The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.
Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.
Feast, and your halls are crowdedFast, and the world goes bySucceed and give, and it helps you liveBut no man can help you die
It is easy to tell the toiler How best he can carry his packBut no one can rate a burden’s weightUntil it has been on his back
To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.
In time the earth will be inhabited by almost god-like beings who shall analyze and discuss the remnants of humanity as we now discuss the chimpanzee.
I love your lips when they’re wet with wine and red with wicked desire
Why, even Death stands still and waits an hour for such a will.
Change is the watchword of progression. When we tire of well-worn ways we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb and to seek the mountain view.
No question is ever settled until it is settled right.
All love that has not friendship for its base is like a mansion built upon the sand.
All love that has not friendship for its base is like a mansion built upon the sand.
All love that has not friendship for its base Is like a mansion built upon the sand.
We flatter those we scarcely know We please the fleeting guest And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who love us best.
Laugh and the world laughs with you weep and you weep alone.
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. No path is wholly rough.
Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes And men grow better as the world grows old.
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. No path is wholly rough.
With every deed you are sowing a seed though the harvest you may not see.
Laugh and the world laughs with you Weep and you weep alone For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth But has trouble enough of its own.
The two kinds of people on earth that I mean Are the people who lift and the people who lean.
It is easy enough to be pleasant when life flows by like a song. But the man worthwhile is one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.
Though smooth be the heartless prayer no ear in heaven will mind it And the finest phrase falls dead if there is no feeling behind it.
And from the discontent of man The world’s best progress springs.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate As the voyage along thru life ‘Tis the will of the soul That decides its goal And not the calm or the strife.
There is no balking genius. Only death can silence it or hinder.
‘Tis easy enough to be pleasant When life flows along like a song But the man worth while is the one who will smile When everything goes dead wrong.
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.
The man who radiates good cheer, who makes life happier wherever he meets it, is always a man of vision and faith.
So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.
All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth is the smile that shines through tears.
‘Tis easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows along like a song; But the man worth while is the one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.
To sin by silence, when we should protest, Makes cowards out of men.
When we tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb, and to seek the mountain view.