Alice Cary Quotes
Even for the dead I will not bind my soul to grief, death cannot long divide; for is it not as if the rose that climbed my garden wall had bloomed the other side?
My soul is full of whispered song,-My blindness is my sight;The shadows that I feared so longAre full of life and light.
Shut up the door: who loves me must not look / Upon the withered world, but haste to bring / His lighted candle, and his story-book, / And live with me the poetry of spring.
Yea, when mortality dissolves, Shall I not meet thine hour unawed? My house eternal in the heavens Is lighted by the smile of God!
There must be room for penitence to mend Life's broken chance; else noise of wars would unmake heaven.
I sit where the leaves of the maple and the gnarled and knotted gum are circling and drifting around me.
We cannot make bargains for blisses, / Nor catch them like fishes in nets; / And sometimes the thing our life misses, / Helps more than the thing which it gets.
Nothing in this low and ruined world bears the meek impress of the Son of God so surely as forgiveness.
Not what we think, but what we do, / Makes saints of us: all stiff and cold, / The outlines of the corpse show through / The cloth of gold.
I hold that Christian grace abounds Where charity is seen; that when We climb to heaven, 'tis on the rounds Of love to men.
The attempt is all the wedge that splits its knotty way betwixt the impossible and possible.
