So many Gods, so many creeds So many ways that wind and wind, While just the art of being kind is all this sad world needs.
Tag: Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The dark today leads into light tomorrow; There is no endless joy, …and yet no endless sorrow.
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.
No question is ever settled until it is settled right.
All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.
To sin by silence when we should protest makes cowards out of men.
To sin in silence while others doth protest makes cowards out of men.
Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.