Work for your own soul's sake.
To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, But life without meaning is the torture Of restlessness and vague desire-It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one.
The tongue may be an unruly member-- But silence poisons the soul.
In time you shall see Fate approach you In the shape of your own image in the mirror.
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea. And the silence of the city when it pauses, And the silence of a man and a maid, And the silence for which music alone finds the word.
How shall the soul of a man be larger than the life he has lived?
Immortality is not a gift, Immortality is an achievement; And only those who strive mightily Shall possess it.
It takes life to love life.
There is the silence of age, too full of wisdom for the tongue to utter it in words intelligible to those who have not lived the great range of life.
Did I follow Truth wherever she led, And stand against the whole world for a cause, And uphold the weak against the strong? If I did I would be remembered among men.
Beware of the man who rises to power from one suspender.
To this generation I would say: Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.
The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades?
the much-sought prize of eternal youth Is just arrested growth.
The Typical American? He is sent to school Little or much, where he imbibes the rule Of safety first and comfort; in his youth He joins the church and ends the quest of truth.
Why, a moral truth is a hollow tooth Which must be propped with gold.
The soul of the river had entered my soul, And the gathered power of my soul was moving So swiftly, it seemed to be at rest Under cities of cloud and under Spheres of silver and changing worlds Until I saw a flash of trumpets Above the battlements over Time!
Genius is a bend in the creek where bright water has gathered, and which mirrors the trees, the sky and the banks. It just does that because it is there and the scenery is there. Talent is a fine mirror with a silver frame, with the name of the owner engraved on the back.
Those who first oppose a good work, seize it and make it their own, when the cornerstone is laid and memorial tablets are erected.
The mind sees the world as a thing apart, And the soul makes the world at one with itself. A mirror scratched reflects no image— And this is the silence of wisdom.
And I never started to plow in my life That some one did not stop in the road And take me away to a dance or picnic. I ended up with forty acres; I ended up with a broken fiddle— And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories, And not a single regret.
What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness, Anger, discontent and drooping hopes? Degenerate sons and daughters, Life is too strong for you— It takes life to love Life.
There is no marriage in Heaven, but there is love.
In time you shall see Fate approach youIn the shape of your own image in the mirror;Or you shall sit alone by your own hearth,And suddenly the chair by you shall hold a guest,And you shall know that guest,And read the authentic message of his eyes.
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