I love thee to the level of everyday's most quiet need, by sun and candle light...I love thee with the breath,smiles,t ears,of all my life.
The devil's most devilish when respectable.
All actual heroes are essential men, And all men possible heroes.
My sun sets to raise again.
The sweetest lives are those to duty wed, Whose deeds, both great and small Are close-knot strands of an unbroken thread There love ennobles all. The world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells The book of life the shining record tells. Thy love shall chant its own beatitudes After its own life-workings. A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad; A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich; A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong; Thou shalt serve thyself by every sense, Of service which thou renderest.
Two human loves make one divine.
I heard an angel speak last night/And he said, "Write!"
He who breathes deepest lives most.
There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still; the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.
truth outlives pain, as the soul does life.
If we tried To sink the past beneath our feet, be sure The future would not stand.
Never say No when the world says Aye.
With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.
A great man leaves clean work behind him, and requires no sweeper up of the chips.
What frightens me is that men are content with what is not life at all.
No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
The essence of all beauty, I call love.
I f thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile ... her look ... her way Of speaking gently ... for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee-and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.
And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death.
Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Earth's crammed with Heaven.
God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
Since when was genius found respectable?
Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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