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Words of Inspiration

From the Classics

Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy. (Shakespeare) 

The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtue. ( Cicero

Till the Master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew. (Rudyard Kipling) 

The end and the reward of toil is rest. (James Beattie) 

In His will is our peace. (Dante) 

Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past. ( Lowell

Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory... (Shelley) 

Each lonely scene shall thee restore. (William Collins) 

Things past belong to memory alone, things future are the property of hope. ( John Home

Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss. ( Milton

The heart of him who truly loves is a paradise on earth. (Lamennais) 

Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair. (Margery Eldredge Howell) 

The acts of this life are the destiny of the next. (Eastern proverb) 

Dust thou art, to dust returnest, was not spoken of the soul. (Longfellow) 

Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure. (Sir Oliver Lodge) 

Nature's loving proxy, the watchful mother. (Bulwer) 

Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. ( Moore

There is a sweet joy that comes to us through sorrow. (Spurgeon) 

Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity. ( Milton

What seem to us but dim funereal tapers may be Heaven's distant lamps. (Longfellow) 

Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts, not amid joy. (Hemans) 

Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into Heaven. (H.W. Beecher) 

The soul that suffers is stronger than the soul that rejoices. (E. Shepard) 

Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity. ( Milton

Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity. ( Milton

What seem to us but dim funereal tapers may be Heaven's distant lamps. (Longfellow) 

Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts, not amid joy. (Hemans) 

Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into Heaven. (H.W. Beecher) 

The soul that suffers is stronger than the soul that rejoices. (E. Shepard) 

Every man's life is a plan of God. (Horace Bushnell) 

He hath awakened from the dream of life. (Shelley) 

Where there is much light, the shadows are deepest. (Goethe) 

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. ( Moore

Now twilight lets her curtain down and pins it with a star. (L.M. Child) 

Where there is sorrow there is holy ground. (Wilde) 

"Tis not the whole of life to live, nor all of death to die. (J. Montgomery) 

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away. 

Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death. (Young) 

There never was night that had no morn. (D.M.N. Craik) 

But in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. (Ingersoll) 

Whither though goest, I will go. (Ruth 1: 16) 

God gives us love. Something to love He lends us. (Tennyson) 

Where He leads me I can safely go. (Millay) 

The kiss of the sun for pardon, the song of the birds for mirth, One's nearer God's heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth. (Dorothy Francis Gurney) 

Beyond is the infinite morning of a day without a tomorrow. (W.S. Abbott) 

His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than words, was simply doing good. ( Whittier

Life's a voyage that's homeward bound. (H. Melville) 

Onward to thy glory! 'Tis always morning somewhere in the world. (R.H. Horne) 

Death's but a path to be trod if man would ever pass to God. (T. Parnell) 

God is and all is well. ( Whittier

...The heart of man is restles until it finds its rest in Thee. ( St. Augustine

The cross leads generations on. (Shelley) 

Joy, joy forever! My task is done--the gates are pass'd, and heaven is won. ( Moore

...There hath pass'd away a glory from the earth. (Wordsworth) 

Yet in this heart's most sacred place, thou, thou, alone, shall dwell forever. ( Moore

To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another. (Leibnitz) 

Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of Heaven. (Young) 

The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy. (Beaumont and Fletcher) 

Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule. (Cowper) 

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break... (Shakespeare)