Great Throughts Treasury

"Death is another life."

"Dear Lord, our God and Saviour! for Thy gifts the world were poor in thanks, though every soul were to do nought but breathe them, every blade of grass, and every atomie of earth to utter it like dew."

"Defining night by darkness, death by dust."

"Death is the universal salt of states; blood is the base of all things--law and war."

"Dew-drops, Nature's tears, which she sheds in her own breast for the fair which die. The sun insists on gladness; but at night, when he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep."

"Earth took her shining station as a star, in Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds."

"England! my country, great and free! Heart of the world, I leap to thee!"

"Earth's liquid jewelry, wrought of air."

"Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell."

"Error is worse than ignorance."

"Fine thoughts are wealth, for the right use of which men are and ought to be accountable,-- If not to Thee, to those they influence."

"Every believer is God's miracle."

"Field of the soul's best wisdom: home of truth,"

"For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed, So poets live upon the living light."

"Evil and good are God's right hand and left."

"For ivy climbs the crumbling hall to decorate decay."

"Fulfil thy fate! Be--do--bear--and thank God."

"God's love seemed lost upon him."

"He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be."

"How slight a chance may raise or sink a soul!"

"His mind a thought, his life a breath of God;"

"Her step is music, and her voice is song."

"I cannot be content with less than heaven; living, and comprehensive of all life. Thee, universal heaven, celestial all; Thee, sacred seat of intellective time; field of the soul's best wisdom: home of truth, star-throned."

"Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin."

"I cannot love as I have loved, and yet I know not why; it is the one great woe of life to feel all feeling die."

"Her cheek had the pale pearly pink of sea shells, the world's sweetest tint, as though she lived, one-half might deem, on roses sopp'd in pearly dew."

"I am tired of looking on what is, one might as well see beauty never more, as look upon it with an empty eye. I would this world were over. I am tired."

"I love night more than day ? she is so lovely; but I love night the most because she brings my love to me in dreams which scarcely lie."

"I have a heart with room for every joy."

"It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view."

"I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts, each one of which down hurls me to the ground."

"It is sad to see the light of beauty wane away, know eyes are dimming, bosoms shrivelling, feet losing their springs, and limbs their lily roundness; but it is worse to feel the heart-spring gone, to lose hope, care not for the coming thing, and feel all things go to decay within us."

"It is no great misfortune to oblige ungrateful people, but an unsupportable one to be forced to be under an obligation to a scoundrel."

"In one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raised"

"It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future."

"Life is as serious a thing as death."

"Life is less than nothing without love."

"Life's but a means unto an end; that end beginning, mean, and end to all things, ?God."

"Kindness is wisdom."

"Life's more than breath and the quick round of blood; it is a great spirit and a busy heart."

"Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which are around of the Divinity."

"Long, glorious locks, which drop upon thy cheek like gold-hued cloud-flakes on the rosy morn."

"Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade."

"Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; how brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd, cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell, thus it is in the world-hive; most where men lie deep in cities as in drifts."

"Men might be better if we better deemed of them. The worst way to improve the world"

"Morn, like a maiden glancing o'er her pearls, streamed o'er the manna-dew, as though the ground were sown with starseed."

"Night comes, world-jeweled... The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon, pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth after the sun's red sea-death ? quietless."

"None but the brave and beautiful can love."

"Not a single path of thought I tread, but that it leads to God."

"Oh, could we lift the future's sable shroud."