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    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    “To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.”
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • #2
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    Two Kinds of People

    There are two kinds of people on earth today,
    Two kinds of people no more I say.
    Not the good or the bad, for it's well understood,
    The good are half bad, the bad are half good.

    Not the happy or sad, for in the swift-flying years,
    Bring each man his laughter, each man his tears.
    Not the rich or the poor, for to count a man's wealth,
    You must know the state of his conscience and health.

    Not the humble and proud, for in life's busy span,
    Who puts on vain airs is not counted a man.
    No! the two kinds of people on earth I mean,
    Are the people who lift, the people who lean.

    Wherever you go you'll find the world's masses
    Are ever divided into these two classes.
    And, strangely enough, you will find, too, I mean,
    There is only one lifter to twenty who lean.

    In which class are you? Are you easing the load
    Of the overtaxed lifters who toiled down the road?
    Or are you a leaner who lets others bear,
    Your portion of worry and labor and care?”
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • #3
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    “There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent, or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.”
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • #4
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    “All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand. ”
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    tags: love

  • #5
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
    To Those Without Pity

    Cruel of heart, lay down my song.
    Your reading eyes have done me wrong.
    Not for you was the pen bitten,
    And the mind wrung, and the song written.”
    Edna St. Vincent Millay, Collected Poems

  • #6
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
    “A weed is but an unloved flower.”
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • #7
    Pablo Neruda
    “I want
    To do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
    Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair



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