42 Quotes by Edwin Arnold

A little rain will fill The lily's cup which hardly moistens the field.

Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light.

Never the spirit was born; the spirit shall cease to be never; Never was time it was not; End and Beginning are dreams! Birth-less and deathless and changeless remaineth the spirit forever. Death hath not touched it all, dead though the house of it seems!

Don't poets know it Better than others? God can't be always everywhere: and, so, Invented Mothers

Life, which all creatures love and strive to keep Wonderful, dear and pleasant unto each, Even to the meanest; yea, a boon to all Where pity is, for pity makes the world Soft to the weak and noble for the strong.

We are the voices of the wandering wind, Which moan for rest and rest can never find; Lo! as the wind is so is mortal life, A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.

What good I see humbly I seek to do, And live obedient to the law, in trust That what will come, and must come, shall come well.

Pity makes the world soft to the weak and noble to the strong.

Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes hiw own prison.