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Just a little every day That's the way Children learn to read and write Bit by bit and mite by mite.
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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Wisconsin
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Body and mind, and spirit, all combineTo make the Creature, human and divine.Of this great trinity no part deny.Affirm, affirm, the Great Eternal I.
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Hell is wherever Love is not, and Heaven Is Love's location. No dogmatic creed, No austere faith based on ignoble fear Can lead thee into realms of joy and peace. Unless the humblest creatures on the earth Are bettered by thy loving sympathy Think not to find a Paradise beyond.
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Thou canst not force my soul to wish thee ill, That is the only evil that can kill.
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For every hour of pain I have had a day of pleasure. For every moment of worry, an hour of content.
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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.
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I think I never passed so sad an hour, Dear friend, as that one at the church to-night. The edifice from basement to the tower Was one resplendent blaze of coloured light.
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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.
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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.
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Love lights more fire than hate extinguishes.
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There is no sudden entrance into Heaven. Slow is the ascent by the path of Love.
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Hide in your heart a bitter thought, Still it has power to blight Think Love, although you speak it not It gives the world more light.
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Content is not the pathway to great deeds.
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