O, beautiful rainbow; - all woven of light! There's not in thy tissue, one shadow of night; Heaven surely is open when… — Sarah Josepha Hale Copy Share Image
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry. But were we burd'ned with like weight… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
We are with Europe, but not of it. We are linked, but not comprised. We are interested and associated, but not absorbed.… — Winston Churchill Copy Share Image
Remember, too, every day, and whenever you can, repeat to yourself, Lord, have mercy on all who appear before Thee today. For… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
hither,hither, from thy home,airy sprite, i bid thee come! born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thow brew? bring… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
There is nothing more becoming any wise man, than to make choice of friends, for by them thou shalt be judged what… — Walter Raleigh Copy Share Image
Jesus is not made of stone. He is moved to happiness every time He sees that you appreciate what He has done… — Ole Hallesby Copy Share Image
Doubt not, O poet, but persist. Say 'It is in me, and shall out.' Stand there, balked and dumb, stuttering and stammering,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Sacred interpreter of human thought, How few respect or use thee as they ought! But all shall give account of every wrong,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
If God send thee a cross, take it up willingly and follow him. Use it wisely, lest it be unprofitable. Bear it… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad; A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich;… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
I f thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou has no name to be known by, let us call thee devil…O God, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world. But it is otherwise with thy love… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Let honesty and industry be thy constant companions, and spend one penny less than thy clear gains; then shall thy pocket begin… — Benjamin Franklin Copy Share Image
Oh, my soul! why art thou so often disquieted within thee? How is it that thou hast so little faith? Wilt thou… — Theodore L. Cuyler Copy Share Image
My God, I have never thanked Thee for my 'thorn!' I have thanked Thee a thousand times for my roses, but never… — George Matheson Copy Share Image
Should poor souls fear a shade or night, Who came sure from a sea of light? Or since those drops are all… — Henry Vaughan Copy Share Image
O friendship! thou fond soother of the human breast, to thee we fly in every calamity; to thee the wretched seek for… — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
Both in thy private sessions, and the universal assizes, thou shalt be sure of the same Judge, the same jury, the same… — Thomas Adams Copy Share Image
Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but… — John Donne Copy Share Image
Not alone to know, but to act according to thy knowledge, is thy destination,--proclaims the voice of my inmost soul. Not for… — Johann Gottlieb Fichte Copy Share Image
[Luke, holding stormtrooper helmet.] Alas, poor stormtrooper, I knew ye not,/ yet have I taken both uniform and life/ From thee. What… — Ian Doescher Copy Share Image
Not so in haste, my heart! Have faith in God and wait; Although he linger long, He never comes too late. He… — Bradford Torrey Copy Share Image
When I think about what makes Canada great, fresh water is right at the top of the list. We have over two… — Rick Mercer Copy Share Image
But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent, Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
I smil'd to my self at the sight of this money, O drug! said I aloud, what art thou good for? Thou… — Daniel Defoe Copy Share Image