Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can’t write, can surely review.
Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
Democracy gives every man the right to be his own oppressor.
As life runs on, the road grows strange With faces new, and near the end The milestones into headstones change, ’Neath every one a friend.
There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat.
Every man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
Poetry is something to make us wiser and better by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth which God has set in all men’s souls.
There is no good arguing with the inevitable. The only argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat.
What a sense of security in an old book which time has criticized for us!
O visionary world condition strange Where naught abiding is but only change.
The time is ripe and rotten-ripe for change then let it come.
Let us be of good cheer remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never happen.
Compromise makes a good umbrella but a poor roof it is a temporary expedient often wise in party politics almost sure to be unwise in statesmanship.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinion.
In creating the only hard thing’s to begin A grass-blade’s no easier to make than an oak.
Nature they say doth dote And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan Repeating us by rote.
In creating the only hard thing’s to begin A grass-blade’s no easier to make than an oak.
Nature fits all her children with something to do He who would write and can’t write can surely review.
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide … And the choice goes by forever t’wixt that darkness and that light.
One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.
Faith is that which is woven of conviction and set with the sharp mordant of experience.
The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all weather is that which is woven of conviction.
The right to be a cussed fool Is safe from all devices human It’s common (ez a gin’I rule) To every critter born of woman.
Good heavens of what uncostly material is our earthly happiness composed … if we only knew it. What incomes have we not had from a flower and how unfailing are the dividends of the seasons.
Talent is that which is in a man’s power genius is that in whose power a man is.
Three-fifths of him genius and two-fifths sheer fudge.
All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
Whom the heart of man shuts out Sometimes the heart of God takes in.
Darkness is strong and so is Sin But surely God endures forever!
The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.
Let us be of good cheer remembering that misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.
Fortune is the rod of the weak and the staff of the brave.
Let us be of good cheer however remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.
And what is so rare as a day in June? Then if ever come perfect days Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune And over it softly her warm ear lays.
Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.
One day with life and heart is more than time enough to find a world.
The pressure of public opinion is like the pressure of the atmosphere you can’t see it – but all the same it is sixteen pounds to the square inch.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinion.
Ah men do not know how much strength is in poise that he goes the farthest who goes far enough.
A ginooine statesman should be on his guard if he must hev beliefs not to b’lieve ’em too hard.
I who still pray at morning and at eve Thrice in my life perhaps have truly prayed Thrice stirred below conscious self Have felt that perfect disenthrallment which is God.
No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in dealing with himself
Whatever you may be sure of be sure of this – that you are dreadfully like other people.
Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.
They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
Though old the thought and oft exprest ’tis his at last who says it best.
In general those who nothing have to say Contrive to spend the longest time in doing it.
Take a winter as you find him and he turns out to be a thoroughly honest fellow with no nonsense in him: and tolerating none in you which is a great comfort in the long run.
May is a pious fraud of the almanac A ghastly parody of real Spring Shaped out of snow and breathed with eastern wind.
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide. … And the choice goes by forever t’wixt that darkness and that light.
In life’s small things be resolute and great To keep thy muscle trained Know’st thou when Fate Thy measure takes or when she’ll say to thee “I find thee worthy do this deed for me?”
Truth forever on the scaffold. Wrong forever on the throne.
Ez for war I call it murder – There you hev it plain and flat I don’t want to go no furder Than my Testyment for that.
Ah men do not know how much strength is in poise That he goes the farthest who goes far enough.
The question of commonsense is always “what is it good for?” – a question which would abolish the rose and be answered triumphantly by the cabbage.
No man is born into the world whose work Is not born with him there is always work And tools to work withal for those who will And blessed are the horny hands of toil!
The misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never happen.
Truth forever on the scaffold wrong forever on the throne.
Children are God’s Apostles, sent forth, day by day, to preach of love, and hope, and peace.
Greatly begin. Though thou have time, but for a line, be that sublime. Not failure, but low aim is crime.
Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts.
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
Thank God every morning when you get up that you have something to do that day, which must be done, whether you like it or not.
To educate the intelligence is to expand the horizon of its wants and desires.
One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.
Truth forever on the scaffold, wrong forever on the throne.
The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all weathers is that which is woven of conviction and set with the sharp mordant of experience.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof; it is temporary expedient, often wise in party politics, almost sure to be unwise in statesmanship.
All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
Poetry is something to make us wiser and better, by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth, which God has set in all men’s souls.
As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new – and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.