My father’s friend came once to tea.
He laughed and talked. He spoke to me.
But in another week they said
That friendly pink-faced man was dead.
“How sad . .” they said, “the best of men . .”— Frances Cornford
So I said too, “How sad”; but then
Deep in my heart I thought with pride,
“I know a person who has died.”
So begins the day,
Solid, chill, and gray,
But my heart will wake
Happy for your sake;
No more tossed and wild,
Singing like a child,
Quiet as a flower
In this first gray hour.
So my heart will wake— Frances Darwin Cornford
Happy, for your sake.
The effect of one good-hearted person is incalculable.— OscarArias
If you can’t pay for a thing, don’t buy it. If you can’t get paid for it, don’t sell it. So you will have calm days, drowsy nights, and all the good business you have now, and none of the bad.— John Ruskin
Depending on what [your habits] are, our habits will either make us or break us. We become what we repeatedly do.”―Sean Covey
There are no secrets to success. It is the result of preparation, hard work, and learning from failure.— Colin Powell
From muddy road to muddy lane
I plodded through the falling rain;
For miles and miles was nothing there
But mist, and mud, and hedges bare.
At length approaching I espied
Two gipsy women side by side;
They turned their faces broad and bold
And brown and freshened by the cold,
And stared at me in gipsy wise
With shrewd, unfriendly, savage eyes.
No word they said, no more dared I;— Frances Darwin Cornford
And so we passed each other by—
The only living things that met
In all those miles of mist and wet.