There is nothing we cannot live down, rise above, and overcome. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,And that's the burden of a year. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
And let its meaning permeate Whatever comes, This too shall pass away. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
How happy they are, in all seeming, How gay, or how smilingly proud, How brightly their faces are beaming, These people who… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Hide in your heart a bitter thought, Still it has power to blight; Think Love, although you speak it not It gives… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Time loves a new lay; and the dirge he is playing Will change for you soon to a livelier strain. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
For here lies the pleasure of living: In taking God's bounties, and giving The gifts back again. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Say you are well, or all is well with you, and God shall hear your words and make them true. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Talk happiness; talk faith; talk health. Say you are well, and all is well with you, and God shall hear your words… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Let no man pray that he know not sorrow, Let no soul ask to be free from pain, For the gall of… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
You are your own devil, you are your own God, You fashioned the paths that your footsteps have trod, And no one… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
A day which passed without a poem from my pen I considered lost and misused. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
Talk health. The dreary, never-changing tale Of mortal maladies is worn and stale. You cannot charm, or interest, or please By harping in that… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
Why dost thou shrink from my approach, O Man? Why dost thou ever flee in fear, and cling To my false rival, Life? I… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
With every rising of the sun Think of your life as just begun. The past has shrived and buried deep All yesterdays— there let… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
Better to wait and yearn, and still to wait, And die at last with unappeased desire, Than live to be the jest of such… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, and men grow better as the world grows old. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
Back on its golden hinges The gate of Memory swings, And my heart goes into the garden And walks with the olden things. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
I hold it true that thoughts are things Endowed with bodies, breath, and wings, And that we send them forth to fill The world… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
All perfect things are saddening in effect. The autumn wood robed in its scarlet clothes, The matchless tinting on the royal rose Whose velvet… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
“And yet I would not be a child again. For surely as the night succeeds the day, So surely will their mirth turn into… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
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… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share
