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A Quote by Jerome P. Fleishman on courage, hope, humor, pain, strength, tears, and work

It takes courage to live-courage and strength and hope and humor. And courage and strength and hope and humor have to be bought and paid for with pain and work and prayers and tears.

Jerome P. Fleishman

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A Quote by James Martineau on art, blindness, bravery, difficulty, eternity, fear, god, heart, heaven, incredulity, life, love, passion, perspective, quiet, resolution, secrets, selfishness, sensuality, separation, silence, sorrow, soul, spirit, tears, t

Let any true man go into silence; strip himself of all pretense, and selfishness, and sensuality, and sluggishness of soul; lift off thought after thought, passion after passion, till he reaches the inmost depth of all; remember how short a time and he was not at all; how short a time again, and he will not be here; open his window and look upon the night, how still its breath, how solemn its march, how deep its perspective, how ancient its form of light; and think how little he knows except the perpetuity of God, and the mysteriousness of life: - and it will be strange if he does not feel the Eternal Presence as close upon his soul as the breeze upon his brow; if he does not say, "O Lord, art thou ever near as this, and have I not known thee?"- if the true proportions and the genuine spirit of life do not open on his heart with infinite clearness and show him the littleness of his temptations and the grandeur of his trust. He is ashamed to have found weariness in toil so light, and tears where there was no trial to the brave. He discovers with astonishment how small the dust that has blinded him, and from the height of a quiet and holy love looks down with incredulous sorrow on the jealousies and fears and irritations that have vexed his life. A mighty wind of resolution sets in strong upon him and freshens the whole atmosphere of his soul, sweeping down before it the light flakes of difficulty, till they vanish like snow upon the sea. He is imprisoned no more in a small compartment of time, but belongs to an eternity which is now and here. The isolation of his separate spirit passes away; and with the countless multitude of souls akin to God, he is but a wave of his unbounded deep. He is at one with Heaven, and hath found the secret place of the Almighty.

James Martineau (1805 - 1900)

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A Quote by James Keller on men, spontaneity, and tears

During a rehearsal of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony the members of the orchestra were so overwhelmingly moved by the conducting of Arturo Toscanini that they rose as one man and applauded him. When the spontaneous cheering has subsided, Toscanini turned to his men, tears glistening in his eyes. "Please . . . please! Don't do this! You see, gentlemen, it isn't me you should applaud. It's Beethoven!"

James Keller

Source: Three Minutes by James Keller, M. M., 1950

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A Quote by James Keller on art, day, fatherhood, giving, indifference, life, love, neighbors, painting, sons, struggle, tears, thought, work, and world

Paul Cézanne never knew that he was later to be considered "the father of modern painting." Because of his great love for his work, he never thought of recognition. He struggled for thirty-five years, living in oblivion at Aix, giving away masterpieces to indifferent neighbors. And then one day a discerning Paris dealer happened upon his canvases and, gathering several of them, presented the Cézanne exhibit. The great of the art world were stunned: here, indeed, was a master! And Cézanne himself was no less astonished. Arriving at the gallery on the arm of his son, he gazed wonderingly at his paintings, and tears came to his eyes. "Look," he whispered, "they've framed them!"

James Keller

Source: Three Minutes by James Keller, M. M., 1950

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A Quote by Hope Young on death, gifts, god, growth, hope, kindness, laughter, life, love, men, pain, planning, soul, tears, time, tolerance, and trust

AS GOD HAS PLANNED God did not make me in a single hour: He fashioned me for laughter, love, and tears, And as a tree that slowly comes to flower, He gave me time, the blessed gift of years. God did not make me with a single breath: He gave me will to strive and hope and trust, And days for growth, so that the hour of death Might total well, not blow the sun to dust. May I grow graciously, through sun and rain, In tolerance and kindness for all men, And if life's storms should bow my head with pain, Let not my soul be a stunted tree; Let me not fall, but reach toward the stars; And let me grow as God has planned for me.

Hope Young

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A Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow on nature and tears

No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882)

Source: Sunrise on the Hills.

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A Quote by Henry van Dyke on doubt, lies, life, memory, and tears

Memory is a capricious and arbitrary creature. You never can tell what pebble she will pick up from the shore of life to keep among her treasures, or what inconspicuous flower of the field she will preserve as the symbol of "thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears." . . . And yet I do not doubt that the most Important things are always the best remembered.

Henry van Dyke (1852 - 1933)

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A Quote by Henry Francis Lyte on bitterness, change, darkness, day, death, earth, failure, fear, gloom, grace, guidance, life, needs, tears, and victory

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. I need Thy presence ev'ry passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness; Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies; Heav'n's morning breaks and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

Henry Francis Lyte

Source: ABIDE WITH ME - by Henry F. Lyte, 1847 - Public Domain

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A Quote by Henry Burton on deed, heaven, kindness, tears, and travel

Have you a kindness shown? Pass it on! 'Twas not given for thee alone, Pass it on! Let it travel down the years, Let it wipe another's tears, 'Till in Heaven the deed appears- Pass it on!

Henry Burton

Source: Pass it on!

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A Quote by Henri Frédéric Amiel on beginning, belief, christianity, death, defeat, divinity, eternity, faith, fatherhood, glory, god, grief, happiness, imitation, joy, love, mystery, nature, pain, power, sacred, sacrifice, salvation, soul, suffering, tea

To curse grief is easier than to bless it, but to do so is to fall back into the point of view of the earthly, the carnal, the natural man. By what has Christianity subdued the world if not by the apotheosis of grief, by its marvelous transmutation of suffering into triumph, of the crown of thorn into the crown of glory, and of gibbet into a symbol of salvation? What does the apotheosis of the Cross mean, if not the death of death, the defeat of sin, the beatification of martyrdom, the raising to the skies of voluntary sacrifice, the defiance of pain? . . . Suffering was a curse from which man fled; now it becomes a purification of the soul, a sacred trial sent by God. Eternal Love, a divine dispensation meant to sanctify and ennoble us, an acceptable aid to faith, a strange imitation into happiness. Power of belief! All remains the same, and yet all is changed. A new certitude arises to deny the apparent and the tangible; it pierces through the mystery of things, it places an invisible Father behind visible nature, it shows us joy shining through tears, and makes of pain the beginning of joy.

Henri Frederic Amiel (1821 - 1881)

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