Ella Wheeler Wilcox
To sin in silence while others doth protest makes cowards out of men.
So many Gods, so many creedsSo many ways that wind and wind,While just the art of being kindis all this sad world needs.
The dark today leads into light tomorrow;There is no endless joy,...and yet no endless sorrow.
Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.
No question is ever settled until it is settled right.
To sin by silence when we should protest makes cowards out of men.
All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon sand.
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.