All the beauty and mystery
Of life were there, adventure bold,
Youth, and the glamour of the sea
And all its sorrows old.
All the beauty and mystery
Of life were there, adventure bold,
Youth, and the glamour of the sea
And all its sorrows old.
Whether it be to failure or success the first need of being is endurance -- to endure with gladness if we can, with fortitude in any event.
There is no period
Between the soul and God;
Love is the tide, God the eternal sea.
Indifference may not wreck a man's life at any one turn, but it will destroy him with a kind of dry-rot in the long run.
There is only one way in the world to be distinguished Follow your instinct Be yourself, and you'll be somebody. Be one more blind follower of the blind, and you will have the oblivion you desire.
The greatest joy in nature is the absence of man.
I am the splendid impulse
That comes before the thought,
The joy and exaltation
Wherein the life is caught.
And what is energy,
In-working, which bids be
The starry pageant and the life of earth?
And we perceive, not awe
But love is the great law
That binds the world together safe and whole.
And that we took into our hands
Spirit of life or subtler thing--
Breathed on us there, and loosed the bands
Of death, and taught us, whispering,
The secret of some wonder-thing.
If love be naught,
Why do the gods still love?
Set me a task in which I can put something of my very self, and it is a task no longer; it is joy; it is art.
In the beginning God made man
Out of the wandering dust, men say;
And in the end his life shall be
A wandering wind and blown away.
I often wish... that I could rid the world of the tyranny of facts. What are facts but compromises? A fact merely marks the point where we have agreed to let investigation cease.
If love be all,
What should men do but love?
There is a passion for perfection which you will rarely see fully developed; but you may note this fact, that in successful lives it is never wholly lacking.
This is the law of being
That links the threefold chain:
The life we give to beauty
Returns to us again.
Open the door to-night
Within your heart, and light
The lantern of love there to shine afar.
The lover of child Marjory
Had one white hour of life brim full;
Now the old nurse, the rocking sea,
Hath him to lull.
And with the verbal creed
That God is love indeed,
Who dares make Love his god before all men?
Have little care that Life is brief, And less that Art is long. Success is in the silences; Though Fame is in the song.
The splendid planets run
Their courses in the sun;
Love is the gravitation of the soul.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories