Alice Cary Quotes & Sayings

The attempt is all the wedge that splits its knotty way betwixt the impossible and possible. — Alice Cary

Shut up the door: who loves me must not look / Upon the withered world, but haste to bring / His lighted candle, and his story-book, / And live with me the poetry of spring. — Alice Cary

The fisher droppeth his net in the stream, And a hundred streams are the same as one; And the maiden dreameth her love-lit dream; And what is it all, when all is done? The net of the fisher the burden breaks, And always the dreaming the dreamer wakes. — Alice Cary

For he who is honest is noble, Whatever his fortunes or birth. — Alice Cary

The path of duty I clearly trace, / I stand with conscience face to face, / And all her pleas allow; / Calling and crying the while for grace, - / 'Some other time, and some other place; / Oh, not to-day; not now! — Alice Cary

Nothing in this low and ruined world bears the meek impress of the Son of God so surely as forgiveness. — Alice Cary

I sit where the leaves of the maple and the gnarled and knotted gum are circling and drifting around me. — Alice Cary

Yea, when mortality dissolves, Shall I not meet thine hour unawed? My house eternal in the heavens Is lighted by the smile of God! — Alice Cary

True worth is in being, not seeming — Alice Cary

Every life is meant to help all lives; each man should live for all men's betterment. — Alice Cary

True worth is being not seeming — Alice Cary

There's nothing so kingly as kindness,
And nothing so royal as truth. — Alice Cary

Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single. — Alice Cary

There must be room for penitence to mend Life's broken chance;
else noise of wars would unmake heaven. — Alice Cary

How many lives we live in one,
And how much less than one, in all. — Alice Cary

Even for the dead I will not bind my soul to grief, death cannot long divide; for is it not as if the rose that climbed my garden wall had bloomed the other side? — Alice Cary

Coldly and capriciously the slanting sunbeams fall. — Alice Cary

Not what we think, but what we do, / Makes saints of us: all stiff and cold, / The outlines of the corpse show through / The cloth of gold. — Alice Cary

There are briers besetting every path,
Which call for patient care;
There is a cross in every lot,
And an earnest need for prayer;
But a lowly heart that leans on Thee
Is happy anywhere — Alice Cary

He who loves best his fellow-man, is loving God the holiest way he can ... — Alice Cary

We serve Him most who take the most of His exhaustless love. — Alice Cary

We cannot make bargains for blisses, / Nor catch them like fishes in nets; / And sometimes the thing our life misses, / Helps more than the thing which it gets. — Alice Cary

I hold that a man had better be dead than alive when his work is done. — Alice Cary

I hold that Christian grace abounds Where charity is seen; that when We climb to heaven, 'tis on the rounds Of love to men. — Alice Cary

Desolate
Life is so dreary and desolate
Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle,
Yet with itself every soul standeth single,
Deep out of sympathy moaning its moan
Holding and having its brief exultation
Making its lonesome and low lamentation
Fighting its terrible conflicts alone. — Alice Cary

My soul is full of whispered song,-My blindness is my sight;The shadows that I feared so longAre full of life and light. — Alice Cary