James Whitcomb Riley
The anger of a person who is strong, can always bide its time.Collection: Anger
When you awaken some morning and hear that somebody or other has been discovered, you can put it down as a fact that he discovered himself years ago - since that time he has been toiling, working, and striving to make himself worthy of general discovery.Collection: Morning
When I see a bird that walks like a duck and swims like a duck and quacks like a duck, I call that bird a duck.Collection: Nature
The most essential factor is persistence - the determination never to allow your energy or enthusiasm to be dampened by the discouragement that must inevitably come.
It is no use to grumble and complain; It's just as cheap and easy to rejoice; When God sorts out the weather and sends rain - Why, rain's my choice.
The ripest peach is highest on the tree.
Continuous, unflagging effort, persistence and determination will win. Let not the man be discouraged who has these.
To make the world a friendly place, one must show it a friendly face.Collection: Friendly
I love the horse from hoof to head. From head to hoof and tail to mane. I love the horse as I have said - From head to hoof and back again.Collection: Horse
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock-When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.Collection: Morning
The ripest peach is highest on the treeCollection: Tree
O, it sets my heart a clickin' like the tickin' of a clock, when the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.Collection: Fall
Oh, the world's a curious compound, with its honey and its gall, With its cares and bitter crosses, but a good world after all. And a good God must have made it-leastways, that is what I say, When a hand is on my shoulder in a friendly sort of way.Collection: Hands
Think of him still as the same, I say, He is not dead, he is just - away.Collection: Thinking
The jelly - the jam and the marmalade, And the cherry-and quince-'preserves' she made! And the sweet-sour pickles of peach and pear, With cinnamon in 'em, and all things rare! And the more we ate was the more to spare, Out to old Aunt Mary's! Ah!Collection: Sweet
Who bides his time tastes the sweet Of honey in the saltiest tear; And though he fares with slowest feet Joy runs to meet him drawing near.Collection: Running
Somebody's sent a funny little valentine to me. It's a bunch of baby-roses in a vase of filigree, And hovering above them ... is a fairy cupid tangled in a scarf of poetry.Collection: Baby
Just a wee cot-the crickets chirr-love and the smiling face of her.Collection: Love
He is not dead, he is just - away.Collection: Memorial
O'er folded blooms On swirls of musk, The beetle booms adown the glooms And bumps along the dusk.Collection: Bumps