Why cannot one always do, not only the right thing, but at the right time? — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Action is the parent of results; dormancy, the brooding mother of discontent. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Action Copy Share Image
Alack, this world Is full of change, change, change--nothing but change! — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Change Copy Share Image
The plan of this world is infinite similarity and yet infinite variety. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
We are all of us very perfect creatures so long as we are not tried. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
... what a fatal thing in pictures, books, or human lives, is a lack of proportion. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Book Copy Share Image
Love never stands still; it must inevitably be either growing or decaying - especially the love of marriage. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
As we sail through life towards death, Bound unto the same port--heaven,-- Friend, what years could us divide? — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Bounds Copy Share Image
Young Dandelion On a hedge-side Said young Dandelion Who'll be my bride? Said young Dandelion With a sweet air, I have my… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains, Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea, Pour forth thy vials like streams… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Nothing but a speck we seem In the waste of waters round, Floating, floating like a dream, Outward bound. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Bounds Copy Share Image
A perfect marriage is as rare as a perfect love. Could it be otherwise, when both men and women are so imperfect?… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
O blest one hour like this! to rise And see grief's shadows backward roll; While bursts on unaccustomed eyes The glad Aurora… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Aurora Copy Share Image
Be loving, and you will never want for love; be humble, and you will never want for guiding. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! I should like to… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Happiness is not an end - it is only a means, and adjunct, a consequence. The Omnipotent Himself could never be supposed… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
A lost love. Deny it who will, ridicule it, treat it as mere imagination and sentiment, the thing is and will be;… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Affection Copy Share Image
Not perhaps until later life, until the follies, passions, and selfishness of youth have died out, do we . . . recognize… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Mine to the core of the heart, my beauty! Mine, all mine, and for love, not duty: Love given willingly, full and… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Beauty Copy Share Image
It may often be noticed, the less virtuous people are, the more they shrink away from the slightest whiff of the odour… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Brave Copy Share Image
We never know through what Divine mysteries of compensation the great Father of the universe may be carrying out His sublime plan;… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
It is not the smallest use to try to make people good, unless you try at the same time - and they… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Human life is so full of pain, that once past the youthful delusion that a sad countenance is interesting, and an incurable… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
The irrevocable Hand That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and shut The portals of our earthly destinies; We walk through… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Blindfold Copy Share Image
genius is original, unique; and in whatever form it may develop itself is the greatest gift that can be given to man,… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
This is practically the language used to fallen women, and chiefly by their own sex: "God may forgive you, but we never… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Arrogance Copy Share Image
To have loved and lost, either by that total disenchantment which leaves compassion as the sole substitute for love which can exist… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Apologetic Copy Share Image
There are no judgments so harsh as those of the erring, the inexperienced, and the young. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
... it does not do to tell great people anything unpleasant. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
God makes many poets, but he only gives utterance to a few. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Giving Copy Share Image
We never discover the value of things till we have lost them. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Loss Copy Share Image
the worst times come to an end if you can only wait long enough. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Ethics, as has been well said, are the finest fruits of humanity, but they are not its roots — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Ethics Copy Share Image
O, the sweet, sweet twilight just before the time of rest, When the black clouds are driven away, and the stormy winds… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
One only "right" we have to assert in common with mankind--and that is as much in our hands as theirs--is the right… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
The wonder is not that some married people are less happy than they hoped to be, but that any married people, out… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Honeymoon Copy Share Image
our right or wrong use of money is the utmost test of character, as well as the root of happiness or misery,… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Character Copy Share Image
Our natural and happiest life is when we lose ourselves in the exquisite absorption of home, the delicious retirement of dependent love. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
