Elbert Hubbard's Scrap Book: Containing the Inspired and Inspiring Selections, Gathered During a Life Time of Discriminating Reading for His Own Use, Volume 1A collection of more than seven hundred quotations from the late nineteenth and early twentieth century. |
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... in overturning our plans and causing us suffering , He is doing all this to deliver us , to open the Infinite to us . - Victor Hugo . tints are gone , as if the autumnal rains had.
... in overturning our plans and causing us suffering , He is doing all this to deliver us , to open the Infinite to us . - Victor Hugo . tints are gone , as if the autumnal rains had.
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... and capable of perpet- ual renovation Neither are they fitly to be called images , because they generate still , and cast their seeds in the minds of others , provoking and causing infinite actions and opin- ions in succeeding ages ...
... and capable of perpet- ual renovation Neither are they fitly to be called images , because they generate still , and cast their seeds in the minds of others , provoking and causing infinite actions and opin- ions in succeeding ages ...
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The law of which we are the instruments essays even in the midst of carnage to heal the wounds caused by the law of war . - Louis Pasteur , at the open- ing of Pasteur Institute . D O not waste your time on Social Questions .
The law of which we are the instruments essays even in the midst of carnage to heal the wounds caused by the law of war . - Louis Pasteur , at the open- ing of Pasteur Institute . D O not waste your time on Social Questions .
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Success or failure in business is caused more by mental attitude even than by mental capacities . - Walter Dill Scott . Tis undeniable that the great quest of humanity is happi- Page 20 ELBERT HUBBARD'S.
Success or failure in business is caused more by mental attitude even than by mental capacities . - Walter Dill Scott . Tis undeniable that the great quest of humanity is happi- Page 20 ELBERT HUBBARD'S.
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MAN without mirth is like a wagon without springs , in which one is caused disagreeably to jolt by every pebble over which it runs . -Henry Ward Beecher . MERICA has furnished to the heaven . Samuel Johnson . There exists no cure for a ...
MAN without mirth is like a wagon without springs , in which one is caused disagreeably to jolt by every pebble over which it runs . -Henry Ward Beecher . MERICA has furnished to the heaven . Samuel Johnson . There exists no cure for a ...
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Page 111 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates ; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent ; This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful and free ; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory ! NOTE ON PROMETHEUS UNBOUND, BY MRS.
Page 28 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Page 135 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is...
Page 24 - In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Page 133 - DEAR MADAM : I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming.
Page 99 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished forever.
Page 174 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots...
Page 165 - I have heard, in such a way as to believe it, of your recently saying that both the army and the government needed a dictator. Of course it was not for this, but in spite of it, that ''I have given you the command. Only those generals who gain successes can set up dictators. What I now ask of you is military success, and I will risk the dictatorship.
Page 168 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Page 161 - These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.