There must be room for penitence to mend Life's broken chance; else noise of wars would unmake heaven. — Alice Cary Broken Copy Share Image
My soul is full of whispered song,-My blindness is my sight;The shadows that I feared so longAre full of life and light. — Alice Cary Blindness Copy Share Image
True worth is in being, not seeming- In doing, each day that goes by, Some little good, not in the dreaming Of… — Alice Cary Blindness Copy Share Image
I hold that a man had better be dead than alive when his work is done. — Alice Cary Alive Copy Share Image
The attempt is all the wedge that splits its knotty way betwixt the impossible and possible. — Alice Cary Action Copy Share Image
Every life is meant to help all lives; each man should live for all men's betterment. — Alice Cary Betterment Copy Share Image
I hold that Christian grace abounds Where charity is seen; that when We climb to heaven, 'tis on the rounds Of love… — Alice Cary Charity Copy Share Image
Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single. — Alice Cary Crowds Copy Share Image
Nothing in this low and ruined world bears the meek impress of the Son of God so surely as forgiveness. — Alice Cary Bears Copy Share Image
I sit where the leaves of the maple and the gnarled and knotted gum are circling and drifting around me. — Alice Cary Drifting Copy Share Image
Even for the dead I will not bind my soul to grief, death cannot long divide; for is it not as if… — Alice Cary Death Copy Share Image
We cannot make bargains for blisses, / Nor catch them like fishes in nets; / And sometimes the thing our life misses,… — Alice Cary Bargains Copy Share Image
He who loves best his fellow-man, is loving God the holiest way he can.... — Alice Cary Fellow man Copy Share Image
There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as truth. — Alice Cary Inspirational Copy Share Image
Desolate--Life is so dreary and desolate-- Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single,… — Alice Cary Conflict Copy Share Image
With hand on the spade and heart in the sky Dress the ground and till it; Turn in the little seed, brown… — Alice Cary Alive Copy Share Image
The fisher droppeth his net in the stream, And a hundred streams are the same as one; And the maiden dreameth her… — Alice Cary Break Copy Share Image
Not what we think, but what we do, / Makes saints of us: all stiff and cold, / The outlines of the… — Alice Cary Action Copy Share Image
Yea, when mortality dissolves, Shall I not meet thine hour unawed? My house eternal in the heavens Is lighted by the smile… — Alice Cary Death Copy Share Image
The path of duty I clearly trace, / I stand with conscience face to face, / And all her pleas allow; /… — Alice Cary Calling Copy Share Image
