Ella Wheeler Wilcox Quotes
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Don't look for flaws as you go through life and even when you find them it is wise and kind to be somewhat blind, and look for the virtue behind them.
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I know there are no errors, In the great Eternal plan.
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The world needs divine power in every human being the recognition of which is the secret to all success and happiness
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Distrust that man who tells you to distrust.
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Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, and men grow better as the world grows old.
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Gifts count for nothing; will alone is great; All things give way before it, soon or late.
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Whatever is a cruel wrong, Whatever is unjust, The honest years that speed along Will trample in the dust.
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No fate could rob us of our own-- No circumstance can make it less; What time removes was but a loan, For what was ours we still possess.
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Thou canst not force my soul to wish thee ill, That is the only evil that can kill.
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Let mine not be that saddest fate of all To live beyond my greater self; to see My faculties decaying, as the tree Stands stark and helpless while its green leaves fall... "She lives, but all her usefulness is past."
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Talk health. The dreary, never-changing tale Of mortal maladies is worn and stale. You cannot charm, or interest, or please By harping in that minor chord, disease. Say you are well, or all is well with you, And God shall hear your words and make them true.
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Ah, lady! it is hardly what you thought it, This life of luxury and social power; You gave yourself as principal, and bought it, But God extracts the interest hour by hour.
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The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I; Nor church of my own, though a million spires are pointing the way on high. But I float on the bosom of faith, that bears me along like a river; And the lamp of my soul is alight with love, for life, and the world, and the Giver.
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Love is the centre and circumference; The cause and aim of all things--'tis the key To joy and sorrow, and the recompense For all the ills that have been, or may be.
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Moon and Sea You are the moon, dear love, and I the sea: The tide of hope swells high within my breast, And hides the rough dark rocks of life's unrest When your fond eyes smile near in perigee. But when that loving face is turned from me, Low falls the tide, and the grim rocks appear, And earth's dim coast-line seems a thing to fear. You are the moon, dear one, and I the sea.
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While forced to dwell apart from thy dear face, Love, robed like sorrow, led me by the hand And taught my doubting heart to understand That which has puzzled all the human race.
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Keep out of the past. It is haunted.
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But though that place I never gain, Herein lies comfort for my pain: I will be worthy of it.
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All roads that lead to God are good.
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It has ever been since time began, and ever will be, till time lose breath, that love is a mood - no more - to man, and love to a woman is life or death.
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Who would attain to summits still and fair,Must nerve himself through valleys of despair.
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But now I know that there is no killing A thing like Love, for it laughs at Death. There is no hushing, there is no stilling That which is part of your life and breath. You may bury it deep, and leave behind you The land, the people that knew your slain; It will push the sods from its grave, and find you On wastes of water or desert plain.
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The dark today leads into light tomorrow. There is no endless joy, and yet no endless sorrow.
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There is nothing we cannot live down, and rise above, and overcome.