William Alexander Quotes
With us, when you speak of ‘the river,’ though there be many, you mean always the same one, the great river, the shifting, unappeasable god of the country, feared and loved the Mississippi.
And would it not be proud romance Falling in some obscure advance, To rise, a poppy field of France?
It is a very nice world-that is, if you remember that while morals are all-important between the Lord and His creatures, what counts between one creature and another is good manners.
I have a need of silence and of stars. Too much is said too loudly. I am dazed. The silken sound of whirled infinity Is lost in voices shouting to be heard.
Things could be worse. Suppose your errors were counted and published everyday, like those of a baseball player.
I suspect anyway that the important things we learn we never remember because they become a part of us, we absorb them...we don't absorb multiplication tables.
The deepest rivers make least din, The silent soule doth most abound in care.
While as he yet doth breath extend, no man is blest; behold the end.
Not beauty, no, but virtue rais'd my fires, whose sacred flame did cherish chaste desires.
How some dare scorn (as if a fabulous lie) that they should rise whom death to dust doth bind -- and like to beasts, a beastly life they lead, who naught attend save death when they are dead.
Great conquests trouble, where contempt may please -- the one yields glory, and the other ease.
They ask little, for they know it is little they will receive for all their asking, but what little is so dear, as it always is to the autumn-hearted who know life is pitiful and infinitely sweet.
To the mind that could dream and shape our beaconed universe, what is injustice to us may be unfathomable tenderness, and our horror only loveliness misunderstood.
