Maxioms by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, read more
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its read more
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder
or control the firm resolve of a read more
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder
or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.
Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know read more
Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.
