Edwin Markham > Quotes

“He drew a circle that shut me out-
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle and took him In!”
― Edwin Markham

“There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.”
― Edwin Markham

“He fed his spirit with the bread of books”
― Edwin Markham

“They drew a line that shut me out,
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout!
But love and I had the wit to win
We drew a circle and brought them in.”
― Edwin Markham

“For all your years prepare,
And meet them ever alike;
When you are the anvil, bear--
When you are the hammer, strike.
”
― Edwin Markham

“Choices are the hinges of destiny”
― Edwin Markham

“For all your days prepare, And meet them ever alike: When you are the anvil, bear-When you are the hammer, strike.”
― Edwin Markham

“The sequoias belong to the silences of the milleniums. Many of them have seen a hundred human generations rise, give off their little clamors and perish. They seem indeed to be forms of immortality standing here amoing the transitory shapes of time.”
― Edwin Markham

“There is a destiny that makes us brother. None goes his way alone. All that we wend into the lives of others, comes back into our own. ”
― Edwin Markham

“Fight ever on: this earthly stuff
If used God’s way will be enough.
Face to the firing line o friend
Fight out life’s battle to the end.

One soldier, when the fight was red,
Threw down his broken sword and fled.
Another snatched it, won the day,
With what his comrade flung away.”
― Edwin Markham

“We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life.”
― Edwin Markham

“Charles Edwin Anson Markham (April 23, 1852 - March 7, 1940) was an American poet..

"Ah, great it is to believe the dream as we stand in youth by the starry stream; but a greater thing is to fight life through and say at the end, the dream is true!"

Markham, Edwin”
― Markham Edwin

“Some momentary touches of my fire
Have warmed the barren ages with a beam:
There is no peak beyond my swift desire,
There is no beauty deeper than my dream.”
― Edwin Markham, Lincoln & other poems

“She comes like the hush and beauty of the night,
And sees too deep for laughter;
Her touch is a vibration and a light
From worlds before and after.”
― Edwin Markham