Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, and men grow better as the world grows old. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
All perfect things are saddening in effect. The autumn wood robed in its scarlet clothes, The matchless tinting on the royal rose… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
In the long run all love is paid by love, Though undervalued by the hosts of earth; The great eternal Government above… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
“Thank God, I say, for while I love you so, With that vast love, as passionate as tender, I feel an exultation… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
I detect more good than evil in humanity. Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, And men grow better as the world… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Thou canst not force my soul to wish thee ill, That is the only evil that can kill. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Love gives us copious potions of delight, Of pain and ecstasy, and peace and care; Love leads us upward, to the mountain… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
O skies, be calm! O winds, blow free - Blow all my ships safe home to me! But if thou sendest some… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Yes, I have dreams. I ofttimes dream of Love As radiant and brilliant as a star. As changeless, too, as that fixed… — 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
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
Look in; and learn the wrong, and right, From your own soul's unwritten laws. And when you question, or demur, Let Love… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Love is as bitter as the dregs of sin, As sweet as clover-honey in its cell; Love is the password whereby souls… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Give of thy love, nor wait to know the worth Of what thou lovest; and ask no returning. And wheresoe'er thy pathway… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
There is no sudden entrance into Heaven. Slow is the ascent by the path of Love. — 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
The loves of men but vary in degrees-- They find no new expression for the flame. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Hell is wherever Love is not, and Heaven Is Love's location. No dogmatic creed, No austere faith based on ignoble fear Can… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Divine the Powers that on this trio wait. Supreme their conquest, over Time and Fate. Love, Work, and Faith - these three… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Oh! I know this truth, if I know no other, That passionate Love is Pain's own mother. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by The quivering… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
The passion you forbade my lips to utter Will not be silenced. You must hear it in The sullen thunders when they… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“Why, even Death stands still and waits an hour for such a will.” — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
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 Image
Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes, and men grow better as the world grows old. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Don't anticipate the happiness of tomorrow. Discover it today. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
