Ella Wheeler Wilcox Quotes

There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found While journeying east and west – The only folks we really wound Are those we love the best. We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest, And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who love us best.

The spark divine dwells in thee: let it grow.

All the past is not worth one today.

Body and mind, and spirit, all combineTo make the Creature, human and divine.Of this great trinity no part deny.Affirm, affirm, the Great Eternal I.

For an actress to be a success, she must have the face of Venus, the brains of a Minerva, the grace of Terpsichore, the memory of a Macaulay, the figure of Juno, and the hide of a rhinoceros.

If fallacies come knocking at my door,I’d rather feed, and shelter full a score,Than hide behind the black portcullis, doubt,And run the risk of barring one Truth out.And if pretension for a time deceive,And prove me one too ready to believe,Far less my shame, than if by stubborn act,I brand as lie, some great colossal Fact.

Better than glory, or honors, or fame, (Though I am striving for those to-day) To know that some heart will cherish my name, And think of me kindly, with blessings, alway.

Went up from my feet to my head,With little chills after it stealing-And my hands got as numb as the dead.A moment, and then it was over:The diamond blazed up in my eyes,And I saw in the face of my loverA questioning, strange surprise.Maybe ’twas the scent of the flowers,That heavy with fragrance bloomed near,But I didn’t feel natural for hours;It was odd now, wasn’t it, dear?Write soon to your fortunate ClaraWho has carried the prize away,And say you’ll come on when I marry;I think it will happen in May.

There is no balking genius. Only death can silence it or hinder.

I’m sorry for the anguished hearts that break with passion’s strain, But I’m sorrier for the poor starved souls that never knew love’s pain, Who hunger on through barren years not tasting joys they crave, For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o’er a grave.

There is nothing ridiculous in love.

Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou wouldst be proving Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is not loving; Let thy faith speak for thee.