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 Promise Yourself
Promise yourself: To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them. To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only of the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future. To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile. To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble. To think well of yourself and proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words but in great deeds. To live in the faith that the whole world is on your side so long as you are true to the best that is in you. By Christian D. Larson: “Your Forces and How to Use Them” (30 November 1909) Christian Daa Larson was born on 1 February 1874 in Forest City, Iowa, United States of America. He was married to Georgea Dubois on 14 February 1918 in Seattle, Washington. He became a writer and a lecturer in the New Thought Movement. He is known for his many books, including “Your Forces and How to Use Them” (30 November 1909). Christian Daa Larson passed on at about 88 years of age in 1962.  Do More
Do more than belong: participate. Do more than care: help. Do more than believe: practice. Do more than be fair: be kind. Do more than forgive: forget. Do more than dream: work. Do more than teach: inspire. Do more than earn: enrich. Do more than give: serve. Do more than live: grow. Do more than suffer: triumph. By William A. Ward William Arthur Ward was born on 17 December 1921 in Louisiana, United States of America. He became a Private in the United States Army in 1942, and left the military four years later as a Captain. He then attended McMurry University before eventually receiving a Master’s Degree from Oklahoma State University. William Arthur Ward was the writer of the column “Pertinent Proverbs” in the Fort Worth “Star-Telegram” newspaper, author of the book “Fountains of Faith” (1970), and the writer of more than 100 articles and poems that were published in magazines including “Reader’s Digest,” “The Christian Home,” and “Sunshine.” He was an editor, a teacher, a motivational speaker, a college administrator, and a pastor. He served on the board of directors for several nonprofit organizations. He is perhaps best remembered as one of America’s most quoted writers of inspirational maxims. William Arthur Ward passed on at 72 years of age on 30 March 1994.  Desiderata: A Poem For A Way Of Life
Go placidly among the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; Many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. By Max Ehrmann (1927) Max Ehrmann was born on 26 September 1872 in Terre Haute, Indiana, United States of America. Mr. Ehrmann studied law and philosophy at Harvard University. His first book, “A Farrago” (1898), was published while he was still attending Harvard. He earned a degree in philosophy, and returned to Terre Haute in 1898, where he practiced law as a deputy state’s attorney for two years. He later worked in his family’s overalls manufacturing business. At 41 years of age, he put everything aside to become a writer. He wrote more than twenty books, and many poems that were published in newspapers and magazines. At 55 years of age, he wrote “Desiderata: A Poem for a Way of Life” (‘desiderata’ is Latin for ‘desired things’). Max Ehrmann passed on at 72 years of age on 9 September 1945 in Terre Haute, Indiana, United States of America.  Don’t Give Up
If you’ve tried and have not won, Never stop for crying; All that’s good and great is done Just by patient trying. Though young birds, in flying, fall, Still their wings grow stronger, And the next time they can keep Up a little longer. Though the sturdy oak has known Many a wind that bowed her, She has risen again and grown Loftier and prouder. If by easy work you’re beat, Who the more will prize you? Gaining victory from defeat, That’s the test that tries you. By Phoebe Cary Phoebe Cary was born on 4 September 1824 in Mount Healthy, Ohio, United States of America. She became a poet and a newspaper editor. She was a younger sister of the poet Alice Cary (1820 - 1871). Phoebe Cary passed on at 47 years of age on 31 July 1871 in Newport, Rhode Island, United States of America.  You Only Get To Keep What You Give Away
It’s a universal law: You have to give before you get. You must plant your seeds Before you reap the harvest. The more you sow, the more you’ll reap. In giving to others, You’ll find yourself blessed. The law works to give you back More than you have sown. The giver’s harvest is always full. Those that obtain have little. Those who scatter have much. Nature does not give to those Who will not spend. By Author Unknown Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read The Joy Of Doing By Raymond John Baughan.  Perseverance
We must not hope to be mowers, And to gather the ripe gold ears, Unless we have first been sowers And watered the furrows with tears. It is not just as we take it, This mystical world of ours, Life’s field will yield as we make it A harvest of thorns or of flowers. By Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Johann Wolfgang von Goethe was born on 28 August 1749 in Frankfurt am Main, Frankfurter Stadtkreis, Hessen, Germany. He became a scientist, a poet, a novelist, a dramatist (playwright), a natural philosopher, and a diplomat. His body of work includes epic and lyric poetry written in a variety of meters and styles; prose and verse dramas; memoirs; an autobiography; literary and aesthetic criticism; treatises on botany, anatomy, and color; and four novels. In addition, numerous literary and scientific fragments, more than 10,000 letters, and nearly 3,000 drawings by him are extant. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe passed on at 82 years of age on 22 March 1832 in Weimar, Weimarer Stadtkreis, Thüringen, Germany.  These I’ve Loved
These I’ve loved since I was little: Wood to build with or to whittle, Wind in the grass and falling rain, First leaves along an April lane; Yellow flowers, cloudy weather, River-bottom smell, old leather, Fields newly plowed, young corn in rows, Back country roads and cawing crows, Stone walls with stiles going over, Daisies, Queen Anne’s Lace, and clover Night tunes of crickets, frog songs, too, Starched cotton cloth, the color blue, Bells that ring from white church steeple, Friendly dogs and friendly people. By Elizabeth-Ellen Long: “These I’ve Loved” (1948) collected poems by a single author in book form Elizabeth-Ellen Long was born in 1908. She became a poet, and had her poetry published in American and British magazines. She was married to George F. Tibbals, and together the couple had two children. Elizabeth-Ellen Long passed on in 1989.  If I Ought To
There’s a voice that’s ever sounding, With an echo oft rebounding, In my heart a word propounding, Loudly speaking, never still; Till at last, my duty viewing, Heart replies to charge renewing, Let my willing change to doing - If I ought to, then I will. By Max Hill Max Hill was born on 23 November 1881. He was a lifelong member of the Seventh-Day Adventist Church denomination of Christianity. He became a school principal and superintendent, as well as a writer and a poet. Max Hill passed on at 69 years of age on 30 June 1951 in Eureka, California, United States of America.  Don’t Take It To Heart
There’s many a trouble Would break like a bubble, And into the waters of Lethe* depart, Did we not rehearse it, And tenderly nurse it, And give it a permanent place in the heart. There’s many a sorrow Would vanish to-morrow, Were we but willing to furnish the wings: So sadly intruding, And quietly brooding, It hatches all sorts of horrible things. How welcome the seeming, Of looks that are beaming, Whether one’s wealthy or whether one’s poor; Eyes bright as a berry, Cheeks red as a cherry, The groan, and the curse, and the heartache can cure. Resolve to be merry, All worry to ferry, Across the famed waters that bid us forget. And no longer fearful, But happy and cheerful, We feel life has much that’s worth living for yet. By Georgiana C. Clark *Lethe is the name of the river of forgetfulness in Greek mythology. Georgiana Charlotte Clark was born on an unknown date. She was an English writer and editor. Georgiana Charlotte Clark passed away on 29 April 1878 in Holloway, London, England.  Leisure
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare? No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass. Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty’s glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. By William H. Davies: “Songs of Joy and Others” (1911) William Henry Davies, also known as W. H. Davies, was born on 3 July 1871 in Newport, Monmouthshire, Wales. He spent much of his life as a vagabond and itinerant worker in Great Britain and the United States of America, until an injury involving a train caused him to lose his right foot. From that time on, disability forced him to rely on a wooden leg, leaving him unable to continue his wandering lifestyle. He settled into shelters for the indigent, and began writing prose and poetry. Eventually, he became a published author and was able to circulate among literary society. He was married to Helen Payne in 1923. William Henry Davies passed on at 69 years of age on 26 September 1940 in Nailsworth, Gloucestershire, England.  Think Positive
The secret of life isn’t what happens to you, but what you do with what happens to you. Help other people to cope with their problems, and your own will be easier to cope with. Never use the word impossible seriously again. Toss it into the verbal wastebasket. Self-trust is the first secret of success. So believe in and trust yourself. Stand up to your obstacles and do something about them. You will find that they haven’t half the strength you think they have. Joy increases as you give it, and diminishes as you try to keep it for yourself. In giving it, you will accumulate a deposit of joy greater than you ever believed possible. How you think about a problem is more important than the problem itself - so always think positively. Go at life with abandon; give it all you’ve got. And life will give all it has to you. By Norman Vincent Peale: “Positive Thinking Every Day” (6 December 1993) Continue scrolling down this website page to read the rest of the article, or click or tap on these words to read Norman Vincent Peale Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont. Norman Vincent Peale was born 31 May 1898 in Bowersville, Ohio, United States of America. He became a Christian minister in the Reformed Church in America, a professional speaker, a progenitor of ‘positive thinking,’ and a writer. He is known as the author of the book, “The Power of Positive Thinking” (1952). Norman Vincent Peale passed on at 95 years of age on 24 December 1993 in Prawling, New York, United States of America.  It Doesn’t Pay To Fret
My Dear - When you go out to take a skate Upon the slippery ice, Remember, dear old running mate, And heed a friend’s advice. Don’t skate too far without a breath; Don’t try too great a speed; Or you may skate yourself to death, Of which there is no need. Just strike out with an easy stroke; Just take a moderate gait; Don’t go too fast, yet do not poke; Don’t hurry, neither wait. Just try to take things as they are. Don’t fret about the weather. You’ll live as long - please don’t forget - By cutting out the worry. It’s useless, quite, to fume and fret, And just as bad to hurry. By William Henry Dawson William Henry Dawson, also known as W. H. Dawson, was born in 1853. He became a poet. He is known as the author of the book, “Sunshine of Hope, and Other Poems” (1910). William Henry Dawson passed on at about 75 years of age in 1928.  Today
I’ve shut the door on yesterday - Its sorrows and mistakes; I’ve locked within its gloomy walls Past failures and heartaches. And now I throw the key away To seek another room, And furnish it with hope and smiles, And every spring-time bloom. No thought shall enter this abode That has a hint of pain, And envy, malice, and distrust Shall never entrance gain. I’ve shut the door on yesterday And thrown the key away, - Tomorrow holds no fear for me, Since I have found today. By Vivian Yeiser Laramore: as published in “Leslie’s Weekly” (October 1919) Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read New Beginnings And Second Chances Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont. Vivian Laramore Rader was born as Vivian K. Yeiser on 16 November 1892 in Saint Louis, Missouri, United States of America, as the daughter of William Charter Yeiser and Carrie Blaine Yeiser. She took an interest in poetry, and became the editor of her high school’s literary magazine, the “Oracle,” in which she had some of her first poems published. In April 1912, she married Robert Eugene Larimore, and the couple eventually moved to the state of Florida, where Vivian taught poetry writing both at Barry College and to small classes at her home. She was appointed poet laureate of Florida on 13 October 1931 and held the position for the rest of her life. Her first book of poetry was “Poems” (1924), and others include “Green Acres” (1926), “Flamingo” (1932), and “Ode to Life” (1967). Her husband Robert Eugene Laramore passed on in 1936. In 1946, Vivian married Paul Carlton Rader. Vivian Laramore Rader passed on at 83 years of age on 20 December 1975.  Growing Smiles
A smile is quite a funny thing, It wrinkles up your face, And when it’s gone, you never find Its secret hiding place . . . But far more wonderful it is To see what smiles can do; You smile at one, he smiles at you, And so one smile makes two. He smiles at someone since you smiled, And then that one smiles back; And that one smiles, until in truth You fail in keeping track. Now since a smile can do great good By cheering hearts of care, Let’s smile and smile, and not forget That smiles go everywhere. By Author Unknown Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read Smiles And Smiling Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont.  Twelve Priceless Qualities Of Success
1. The value of time. 2. The success of perseverance. 3. The pleasure of working. 4. The dignity of simplicity. 5. The worth of character. 6. The power of kindness. 7. The influence of example. 8. The obligation of duty. 9. The wisdom of economy. 10. The virtue of patience. 11. The improvement of talent. 12. The joy of originating. By Marshall Field Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read How To Be Successful Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont. Marshall Field was born in 1834. He was an American entrepreneur and the founder of Marshall Field and Company, the Chicago-based department stores. His business was renowned for its then-exceptional level of quality and customer service. Field is also known for some of his philanthropic donations, providing funding for the Field Museum of Natural History and donating land for the campus of the University of Chicago. Marshall Field passed on in 1906.  Little Ways To Happiness
The little ways to happiness Are not so hard to find; They may not lead to starry heights But to a tranquil mind. A peeping flower, an open book, A song of cheer, or word of praise; The Sun’s bright smile, the zephyr’s* kiss, Are signposts to the happy ways. The touch of love or sympathy, A friendly hand to grasp, Or sharing thoughts with one more dear In understanding clasp; The laughter of a child at play, Or trusting doggy eyes; Life shows us every day some joy That any one of us might prize. By Nora M. Carter *zephyr: a soft, gentle breeze Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read Happiness Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont.  Recipe From The Garden Of Daily Living
Plant three rows of peas: 1. Peas of mind. 2. Peas of heart. 3. Peas of soul. Plant four rows of squash: 1. Squash gossip. 2. Squash indifference. 3. Squash grumbling. 4. Squash selfishness. Plant four rows of lettuce: 1. Lettuce be faithful. 2. Lettuce be kind. 3. Lettuce be patient. 4. Lettuce really love one another. No garden is without turnips: 1. Turnip for meetings. 2. Turnip for service. 3. Turnip to help one another. To complete our garden, we must have thyme: 1. Thyme for each other. 2. Thyme for family. 3. Thyme for friends. Water freely with patience and cultivate with love. There is much fruit in your garden because as you sow so shall you reap. By Author Unknown Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read Gardens And Gardening Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont.  Anything Is Possible
Anything is possible, If you think it is worthwhile If you’re willing to go the distance, To go the extra mile. With determination and effort, You can often achieve more Because you don’t always get what you wish, But what you work for. Dreams can become challenging, But no matter what the cost Strive to complete the task before you, And you’ll never end up lost. So bring with you your goals, And leave your doubts behind Whether you think you can or can’t, You certainly will find You’ll be right either way - So never quit, and this is why: You’ll never become a failure, Until you fail to try. By Melissa Underwood Continue scrolling down this website page to read the next article, or click or tap on these words to read Impossible And Possible Gathered By David Hugh Beaumont.  What To Count
Don’t count how many years you’ve spent, Just count the good you’ve done; The times you’ve lent a helping hand, The friends that you have won. Count your deeds of kindness, The smiles, not the tears; Count all the pleasures that you’ve had, But never count the years. By Emilie Barnes Emilie Barnes was born as Emilie Klein on 12 April 1938 in Encino, California, United States of America. She was married to Bob Barnes. She became a writer and a lecturer, and is remembered as the author of more than 80 books, including “More Hours in My Day” (28 January 1989) and “If Teacups Could Talk” (1 October 1994). Emilie Barnes passed on at 78 years of age on 31 August 2016 in Newport Beach, California, United States of America.  The Value Of A Smile
A smile costs nothing, but creates much. A smile enriches those who receive without impoverishing those who give. A smile happens in a flash and the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None are so rich they can get along without a smile, and none so poor but are richer for its benefits. A smile creates happiness in the home, fosters good will in a business, and is the countersign of friends. A smile is rest to the weary, daylight to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and nature’s best antidote for trouble. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen; for it is something that is no earthly good to anybody ‘til it is given away. For nobody needs a smile so much as those who have none left to give. By Frank Irving Fletcher: advertisement for Oppenheim, Collins, & Company Frank Irving Fletcher was born on 5 June 1881 in Yorkshire, England and baptized into the Episcopal Church. He immigrated to the United States of America in about 1902 in response to an advertisement for a job, but when he arrived, the job had long since been taken. He stayed in America, and eventually started working in advertising in 1911. He went on to become a successful freelance copywriter of advertising for leading specialty retail shops in New York City, including Saks & Company (later Saks Fifth Avenue), where he was the Advertising Manager. His autobiography is titled “Lucid Interval: Confessions of a Custodian of the Convictions of Others” (1938). Frank Irving Fletcher passed on at 82 years of age 26 June 1963 in New York City, New York, United States of America.  Allow Your Own Inner Light To Guide You There comes a time when you must stand alone.
You must feel confident enough within yourself to follow your own dreams. You must be willing to make sacrifices. You must be capable of changing and rearranging your priorities so that your final goal can be achieved. Sometimes familiarity and comfort need to be challenged. There are times when you must take a few extra chances and create your own realities. Be strong enough to at least try to make your life better. Be confident enough that you won’t settle for a compromise just to get by. Appreciate yourself by allowing yourself the opportunities to grow, develop, and find your true sense of purpose in this life. Don’t stand in someone else’s shadow when it’s your sunlight that should lead the way. By Author Unknown  A Smile
It comforts the weary, gladdens the sad, consoles those in trouble, good or bad. To rich and poor, beggar or thief, it’s free to all of any belief. A natural gesture of young and old, cheers on the faint, disarms the bold. Unlike most blessings for which we pray, it’s the only thing we keep when we give it away. By Author Unknown  Beginning Today . . .
Today look in the mirror and notice that the person who greets you is beautiful, inside and out. Today say to yourself that you know nothing is impossible. Remind yourself that every one of your dreams is within reach. Today think about all of the people who love you, who see the beauty in you, and begin to look at yourself in the same way. By Lise Schlosser Lise Mae Schlosser was a doctoral student in the English Department at Northern Illinois University, Illinois, United States of America, when she wrote the above poem. Her poetry has since appeared in various publications, including “Eureka Literary Magazine,” “The Ever Dancing Muse,” “Towers,” and most recently in “Fine Lines Literary Magazine.”  Doing Nothing
The hardest job I’ve ever tried, In Summer, Winter, Spring, or Fall, Whether alone or by the side Of helpers - matters not at all - Is doing nothing. Just think of having not a thing On earth to busy hand or brain. I know not of a sharper sting, Nor one ’twould give me keener pain Than doing nothing. Just eat and sleep and mope around; No good deed done, no kind word said, No darkened corner sought or found, Where sunshine might with ease be shed - Just doing nothing. Kind Fate, spare me from such a lot. I’d sooner, far, be numbered with The silent sleepers in some spot Where naught is known of kin or kith, Than doing nothing. By William Henry Dawson William Henry Dawson, also known as W. H. Dawson, was born in 1853. He became a poet. He is the author of the book, “Sunshine of Hope, and Other Poems” (1910). William Henry Dawson passed on at about 75 years of age in 1928. |
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