Ella Wheeler Quotes

The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.

There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.

When we tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb, and to seek the mountain view.

Divine the Powers that on this trio wait. Supreme their conquest, over Time and Fate. Love, Work, and Faith - these three alone are great.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.

To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.

Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.

A weed is but an unloved flower.

There is nothing we cannot live down, and rise above, and overcome.

There is no satisfaction that can compare with looking back across the years and finding you've grown in self-control, judgment, generosity, and unselfishness.

With every deed you are sowing a seed, though the harvest you may not see.

The man who radiates good cheer, who makes life happier wherever he meets it, is always a man of vision and faith.

The art of being kind is all the world needs.

For an actress to be a success, she must have the face of Venus, the brains of a Minerva, the grace of Terpsichore, the memory of a Macaulay, the figure of Juno, and the hide of a rhinoceros.

That each sorrow has its purpose, By the sorrowing oft unguessed, But as sure as the sun brings morning, Whatever is-is best.

It is easy to tell the toiler How best he can carry his pack But no one can rate a burden's weight Until it has been on his back

It has ever been since time began, and ever will be, till time lose breath, that love is a mood - no more - to man, and love to a woman is life or death.

You may choose your words like a connoisseur, And polish it up with art, But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays, Is the word that comes from the heart.

Let me, tonight look back across the span Twixt dawn and dark, and to my conscience say- Because of some good act to beast or human- The world is better that I lived today.

All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.

I detect more good than evil in humanity. Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, And men grow better as the world grows old.

And the smile that is worth the praises of earth is the smile that shines through tears.

I Love your lips when they're wet with wine and red with wicked desire.

I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.

Laugh, and the world laughs with you: Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.

A poor original is better than a good imitation.

A pat on the back is only a few vertebrae removed from a kick in the pants, but is miles ahead in results.

And let its meaning permeate each day. Whatever comes, This too shall pass away.

'Tis easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows along like a song; But the man worth while is the one who will smile when everything goes dead wrong.

The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer, The headstones thicken along the way; And life grows sadder, but love grows stronger For those who walk with us day by day.

Let there be many windows to your soul, that all the glory of the world may beautify it.

Give, and thou shalt receive. Give thoughts of cheer,Of courage and success, to friend and stranger.And from a thousand sources, far and near,Strength will be sent thee in thy hour of danger.

Use all your hidden forces. Do not miss The purpose of this life, and do not wait For circumstance to mould or change your fate.

Don't look for flaws as you go through life and even when you find them it is wise and kind to be somewhat blind, and look for the virtue behind them.

Love is a spy who is plotting treason, In league with that warm, red rebel, the Heart.

Day's sweetest moments are at dawn.

Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. No path is wholly rough.

'Tis they who are in their own chambers haunted By thoughts that like unbidden guests intrude, And sit down, uninvited and unwanted, And make a nightmare of the solitude.

'Tis the set of the sail that decides the goal, and not the storm of life.

It stands in the light transfigured, It speaks from the heights above, "Each Soul Is Its Own Redeemer; There Is No Law But Love."

For every hour of pain I have had a day of pleasure. For every moment of worry, an hour of content.

Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.

When the heart grows weary, all things seem dreary; When the burden grows heavy, the way seems long. Thank God for sending kind death as an ending, Like a grand Amen to a minor song.

Give thy love freely, do not count the cost: So beautiful a thing was never lost.

With care, and skill, and cunning art, She parried Time's malicious dart, And kept the years at bay, Till passion entered in her heart and aged her in a day!

Gifts count for nothing; will alone is great; All things give way before it, soon or late.

The spark divine dwells in thee: let it grow.

How fleeting the sorrows of youth, how slight the foundations on which the young build towers of despair.

Say you are well, or all is well with you, and God shall hear your words and make them true.

Between the finite and the infinite The missing link of Love has left a void. Supply the link, and earth with Heaven will join In one continued chain of endless life.