O may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn
For miserable aims that end with self.
In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars,
And with their mild persistence urge man's search
To vaster issues.
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There is no such thing as a good influence. Because to influence a person is to give him one's own read more
There is no such thing as a good influence. Because to influence a person is to give him one's own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtures are not real to him. His sins, if there are such thing as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of someone else's music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him.
Blessed influence of one true loving human soul on another.
Blessed influence of one true loving human soul on another.
It is easier to influence strong than weak characters in life.
It is easier to influence strong than weak characters in life.
For the great majority of mankind are satisfied with appearance, as though they were realities and are often more influenced read more
For the great majority of mankind are satisfied with appearance, as though they were realities and are often more influenced by the things that seem than by those that are
Lay ye down the golden chain
From Heaven, and pull at its inferior links
Both Goddesses and read more
Lay ye down the golden chain
From Heaven, and pull at its inferior links
Both Goddesses and Gods.
You've got to save your own soul first, and then the souls of
your neighbors if they will let read more
You've got to save your own soul first, and then the souls of
your neighbors if they will let you; and for that reason you must
cultivate, not a spirit of criticism, but the talents that
attract people to the hearing of the Word.
God in making man intended by him to reduce all His Works back
again to Himself.
God in making man intended by him to reduce all His Works back
again to Himself.
Nor knowest thou what argument
Thy like to thy neighbor's creed has lent,
All are needed by read more
Nor knowest thou what argument
Thy like to thy neighbor's creed has lent,
All are needed by each one;
Nothing is fair or good alone.
I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
