"Come wonder with me, she said into regions yet untrod; and read what is still unread in the manuscripts of God."
"Come wonder with me, she said into regions yet untrod; and read what is still unread in the manuscripts of God."
"That tree is very old, but I never saw prettier blossoms on it than it now bears. That tree grows new wood each year. Like that apple tree, I try to grow a new little wood each year."
"We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done."
Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future, without fear.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
Thinking the deed, and not the creed, Would help us in our utmost need.
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.
Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment; there is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joy or sorrows.