Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Do you wish the world were better? Let me tell you what to do: Set a watch upon your actions, Keep them always straight and true.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Wise
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I'm sorry for the anguished hearts that break with passion's strain, But I'm sorrier for the poor starved souls that never knew love's pain, Who hunger on through barren years not tasting joys they crave, For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o'er a grave.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Sad
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Love gives us copious potions of delight, Of pain and ecstasy, and peace and care; Love leads us upward, to the mountain height, And, like an angel, stands beside us there; Then thrusts us, demon-like, in some abyss: Where, in the darkness of despair, we grope, Till, suddenly, Love greets us with a kiss And guides us back to flowery fields of hope.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Love
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I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Death
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Love is the impulse which directs the world, And all things know it and obey its power. Man, in the maelstrom of his passions whirled; The bee that takes the pollen to the flower; The earth, uplifting her bare, pulsing breast To fervent kisses of the amorous sun;-- Each but obeys creative Love's behest, Which everywhere instinctively is done.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Love
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When the heart grows weary, all things seem dreary; When the burden grows heavy, the way seems long. Thank God for sending kind death as an ending, Like a grand Amen to a minor song.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Sad
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For here lies the pleasure of living: In taking God's bounties, and giving The gifts back again.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Lying
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Back on its golden hinges The gate of Memory swings, And my heart goes into the garden And walks with the olden things.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Memories
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For every hour of pain I have had a day of pleasure. For every moment of worry, an hour of content.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Pain
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O skies, be calm! O winds, blow free - Blow all my ships safe home to me! But if thou sendest some a-wrack, To never more come sailing back, Send any - all that skim the sea, But bring my love-ship home to me.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Love
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It stands in the light transfigured, It speaks from the heights above, "Each Soul Is Its Own Redeemer; There Is No Law But Love."
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Love
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... love moves the world along.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Moving
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Give thy love freely, do not count the cost: So beautiful a thing was never lost.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Beautiful
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There is nothing ridiculous in love.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Love
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Content is not the pathway to great deeds.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Contentment
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There is new strength, repose of mind, and inspiration in fresh apparel.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Strength
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Let me not hurt, by any selfish deed Or thoughtless word, the heart of foe or friend; Nor would I pass, unseeing, worthy need, Or sin by silence when I should defend... "The world is better that I lived to-day."
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Appreciation
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India - The land of Vedas, the remarkable works contain not only religious ideas for a perfect life, but also facts which science has proved true. Electricity, radium, electronics, airship, all were known to the seers who founded the Vedas.
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Religious
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You never can tell when you send a word, Like an arrow shot from a bow By an archer blind, be it cruel or kind, Just where it may chance to go!
- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Collection: Archer