Words of Comfort From the Classics The soul that suffers is stronger than the soul that rejoices            E. Shepard Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven      H.W. Beecher Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts, not amid joy             Hemans What seem to us but dim funeral tapers may be heaven’s distant lamps          Longfellow Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity                   Milton There is a sweet job that comes to us through sorrow              Spurgeon Earth hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal                    Moore Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy           Shakespeare Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure    Sir Oliver Lodge Every man’s life is a plan of God      Horace Bushnell The acts of this life are the destiny of the next    Eastern proverb Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair             Margery Eldredge Howell The heart of him who truly loves is a paradise on earth            Lamennais Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss                     Milton To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another                Leibnitz Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of heaven                   Young The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy      Beaumont and Fletcher Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule                   Cowper Nature’s loving proxy, the watchful mother                   Bulwer Dust thou art, to dust returnest, was not spoken of the soul            Longfellow The kiss of the sun for pardon, the song of the birds for mirth,           One’s nearer God’s heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth  Dorothy Francis Till the master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew              Rudyard Kipling The end and the reward of toil is rest         James Beattie In His will is our peace           Dante Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past        Lowell Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory…      Shelley Each lonely scene shall thee restore         William Collins Yet in this heart’s most sacred place, thou, alone, shall dwell forever     Moore … There hath pass’d away a glory from the earth           Wordsworth Joy, joy forever! – My task is done – the gates are pass’d and heaven is won     Moore The cross leads generations on         Shelley … The heart of man is restless until it finds its rest in Thee        St. Augustine God is and all is well                    Whittier Death’s but a path to be trod if man would ever pass to God            T. Parnell Onward to thy glory! ‘Tis always morning somewhere in the world         R. H. Horne Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound              H. Melville He hath awakened from the dream of life        Shelley Beyond is the infinite morning of a day without tomorrow         W.S. Abbott Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o’erfraught             heart and bids it break…                      Shakespeare Where He leads me I can safely go        Millay God gives us love. Something to love He lends us               Tennyson Whither thou goest, I will go                 Ruth i:16 But in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the            rustle of a wing                  Ingeresoll There never was night that had no morn     D. M. N. Craik Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death     Young Until the day break, and the shadows flee away          Cant. ii: 17 ‘Tis not the whole of life to live, nor all of death to die                J. Montgomery Where there is sorrow there is holy ground       Wilde Now twilight lets her curtain down and pins it with a star         L. M. Child Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal     Moore Where there is much light, the shadows are deepest    Goethe His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than words, was simple           doing good                     Whittier   Things past belong to memory alone, things future are the property of hope          John Home