Philip James Bailey Quotes

Not a single path Of thought I tread, but that it leads to God.

Worthy books Are not companions – they are solitudes: We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

We live not to ourselves, our work is life.

Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.

The strongest passion which I have is honor.

If all were rich, gold would be penniless.

Men might be better if we better deemed of them.

Star canto: star speaks light, and world to world Repeats the passage of the universe To God; the name of Christ--the one great word Well worth all languages in earth or heaven.

What men call accident is God's own part.

Tis light translateth night; 'tis inspiration Expounds experience; 'tis the west explains The east; 'tis time unfolds Eternity.

We must not pluck death from the Maker's hand.

Oh, could we lift the future's sable shroud.

Naught but God Can satisfy the soul.

Fulfill thy fate! Be-do-bear-and thank God.

Any heart turned Godward feels more joyIn one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raisedBy all the feasts of earth since its foundation.

A poet not in love is out at sea; He must have a lay-figure.

As the master so the valet.

We love and live in power; it is the spirit's end. Mind must subdue; to conquer is its life.

Youth might be wise; we suffer less from pains than pleasures.

Man is one; and he hath one great heart. It is thus we feel, with a gigantic throb athwart the sea, each other's rights and wrongs; thus are we men.

Fine thoughts are wealth, for the right use of which Men are and ought to be accountable,-- If not to Thee, to those they influence.

None but God can fill the perfect whole.

The value of a thought cannot be told.

One thought settles a life, an immortality.

Life hath more awe than death.

It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view.

Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.

Life is as serious a thing as death.

The hero is the world-man, in whose heart One passion stands for all, the most indulged.

Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.

He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.

O, there is naught on earth worth being known but God and our own souls!

Blessings star forth forever; but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.

We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives, Who thinks most, feels noblest, acts the best.

We live in deeds not years In thoughts not breaths In feelings not figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives who thinks most, feels noblest, acts the best.

Walk boldly and wisely. ... There is a hand above that will help you on.

Kindness is wisdom.