John Greenleaf Whittier
When faith is lost, when honor dies, the man is dead.Collection: Faith
As a small businessperson, you have no greater leverage than the truth.Collection: Business
Beauty seen is never lost, God's colors all are fast.Collection: Beauty
Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew.Collection: Peace
Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well.Collection: God
The smile of God is victory.Collection: Smile
All the windows of my heart I open to the day.Collection: Romantic
For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.Collection: Sad
Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.Collection: Romantic
You don't always win your battles, but it's good to know you fought.Collection: Good
Give fools their gold, and knaves their power; let fortune's bubbles rise and fall; who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more than all.Collection: Power
I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together.
The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.
From the death of the old the new proceeds, and the life of truth from the death of creeds.
It is no use trying to sum people up. One must follow hints, not exactly what is said, nor yet entirely what is done.
God's colors all are fast.
One brave deed makes no hero.
the joy that you give to others is the joy that comes back to youCollection: Christmas
Rest if you must, but never quit.Collection: Inspirational Sports
Yet, in the maddening maze of things, And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed trust my spirit clings; I know that God is good!Collection: God
No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear, But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here.Collection: Thankful
So let it be in God's own might We gird us for the coming fight, And, strong in Him whose cause is ours In conflict with unholy powers, We grasp the weapons he has given,-- The Light, and Truth, and Love of Heaven.Collection: Strength
We search the world for truth; we cull The good, the pure, the beautiful, From all old flower fields of the soul; And, weary seeker of the best, We come back laden from out quest, To find that all the sages said Is in the Book our mothers read.Collection: Beautiful
Truth should be the first lesson of the child and the last aspiration of manhood; for it has been well said that the inquiry of truth, which is the love-making of it, the knowledge of truth, which is the presence of it, and the belief of truth, which is the enjoying of it, is the sovereign good of human nature.Collection: Children
A little smile, a word of cheer, A bit of love from someone near, A little gift from one held dear, Best wishes for the coming year. These make a merry christmas!Collection: Christmas
The saddest thing of word or pen, To know the things that might have been.Collection: Might
Dear Lord and Father of mankind, Forgive our foolish ways! Re-clothe us in our rightful mind, In purer lives thy service find, In deeper reverence praiseCollection: Father
Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall; For God, who loveth all his works, Has left his Hope with all.Collection: Fall
Every chain that spirits wear crumbles in the breadth of prayer.Collection: Prayer
At what point does a man turn into a monster? I don’t believe that it’s when he does horrible things, but when he accepts that he’s able to do them, and that he does them well.Collection: Believe
Again the blackbirds sings; the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flowers.Collection: Dream
Thee lift me, and I lift thee, and together we ascend.Collection: Together
There is religion in everything around us, - a calm and holy religion in the unbreathing things of Nature, which man would do well to imitate.Collection: Nature
And step by step, since time began, I see the steady gain of man.Collection: Time
Who never wins can rarely lose, Who never climbs as rarely fallsCollection: Success
Swan flocks of lilies shoreward lying, In sweetness, not in music, dying.Collection: Lying
What airs outblown from ferny dells And clover-bloom and sweet brier smells.Collection: Sweet
The low green tent Whose curtain never outward swings.Collection: Swings
And light is mingled with the gloom, And joy with grief; Divinest compensations come, Through thorns of judgment mercies bloom In sweet relief.Collection: Sweet
Formed on the good old plan, A true and brave and downright honest man! He blew no trumpet in the market-place, Nor in the church with hypocritic face Supplied with cant the lack of Christian grace; Loathing pretence, he did with cheerful will What others talked of while their hands were still.Collection: Christian
Thine to work as well as pray, Clearing thorny wrongs away; Plucking up the weeds of sin, Letting heaven's warm sunshine in.Collection: Weed
In kindly showers and sunshine bud The branches of the dull gray wood; Out from its sunned and sheltered nooks The blue eye of the violet looks.Collection: Eye
And let these altars, wreathed with flowers And piled with fruits, awake again Thanksgivings for the golden hours, The early and the latter rain!Collection: Rain
Rap, rap! upon the well-worn stone, How falls the polished hammer! Rap, rap! the measured sound has grown A quick and merry clamor. Now shape the sole! now deftly curl The glassy vamp around it, And bless the while the bright-eyed girl Whose gentle fingers bound it!Collection: Girl
God should be most where man is least: So, where is neither church nor priest, And never rag nor form of creed To clothe the nakedness of need,- Where farmer folk in silence meet,- I turn my bell-unsummoned feet; I lay the critic's glass aside, I tread upon my lettered pride, And, lowest-seated, testify To the oneness of humanity; Confess the universal want, And share whatever Heaven may grant. He findeth not who seeks his own, The soul is lost that's saved alone.Collection: Pride
Oh, for boyhood's painless play, sleep that wakes in laughing day, health that mocks the doctor's rules, knowledge never learned of schools.Collection: Sleep
On leaf of palm, on sedge-wrought roll; on plastic clay and leather scroll, man wrote his thoughts; the ages passed, and lo! the Press was found at last!Collection: Men
Here Greek and Roman find themselves alive along these crowded shelves; and Shakespeare treads again his stage, and Chaucer paints anew his age.Collection: Pain
No cloud above, no earth below, A universe of sky and snow.Collection: Stars