Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate Still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.
fate&destiny
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm any hostility.
suffering
To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.
snow
The shades of night were falling fast,As though an Alpine village passedA youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,A banner with the strange device,ExcelsiorHis brow was sad his eye beneath,Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,And like a silver clarion rungThe accents of that unknown tongue,Excelsior
age snow
There was a little girl Who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead; And when she was good, She was very, very good But when she was bad she was horrid.
children
Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!
friendship
Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
The morning pouring everywhere, its golden glory on the air.
glory
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dreamFor the soul is dead that slumbers,and things are not what they seem.Life is real Life is earnestAnd the grave is not its goalDust thou art to dust returnest,Was not spoken of the soul.
soul
It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
love
Life is real Life is earnest And the grave is not its goal Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
tso-life
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
nature
A torn jacket is soon mended but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
To which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
Trust no future, however pleasant Let the dead past bury its dead Act, - act in the living Present Heart within and God overhead.
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
fame success talent
The adoration of his heart had been to her only as the perfume of a wild flower, which she had carelessly crushed with her foot in passing.
It takes less time to do things right than to explain why you did it wrong.
Know how sublime a thing is to suffer and be strong.
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
chance emotions tso-life
If I am not worth the wooing, I am surely not worth the winning.
Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.