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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Age: 68 †
Born: 1850
Born: November 5
Died: 1919
Died: October 30
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Janesville
Wisconsin
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More quotes by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
There is no sudden entrance into Heaven. Slow is the ascent by the path of Love.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Time is the best avenger.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
There are ghosts in the room. As I sit here alone, from the dark corners there They come out of the gloom, And they stand at my side and they lean on my chair.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I was as pure as the morning When I first looked on your face I knew I never could reach you In your high, exalted place.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
There is room in the halls of pleasure for a large and lordly train, but one by one we must all file on through the narrow aisles of pain.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Love is a spy who is plotting treason, In league with that warm, red rebel, the Heart.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I like the roar of cities. In the mart, Where busy toilers strive for place and gain, I seem to read humanity's great heart, And share its hopes, its pleasures, and its pain.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Better than glory, or honors, or fame, (Though I am striving for those to-day) To know that some heart will cherish my name, And think of me kindly, with blessings, alway.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Let me not hurt, by any selfish deed Or thoughtless word, the heart of foe or friend Nor would I pass, unseeing, worthy need, Or sin by silence when I should defend... The world is better that I lived to-day.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Distrust that man who tells you to distrust. He takes the measure of his own small soul, and thinks the world no larger.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
No fate could rob us of our own-- No circumstance can make it less What time removes was but a loan, For what was ours we still possess.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Our lives are songs God write the words And we set them to music at pleasure And the song grows glad, or sweet or sad, As we choose to fashion the measure.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Thank Fate for foes! I hold mine dear As valued friends. He cannot know The zest of life who runneth here His earthly race without a foe.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
God sent us here to make mistakes
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Oh! not for the great departed, Who formed our country's laws, And not for the bravest-hearted, Who died in freedom's cause, And not for some living hero To whom all bend the knee, My muse would raise her song of praise - But for the man to be.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Let the dream go. Are there not other dreams In vastness of clouds hid from thy sight That yet shall gild with beautiful gold gleams, And shoot the shadows through and through with light? What matters one lost vision of the night? Let the dream go!
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox