So you tell yourself you are pretty find clay To have tricked temptation and turned it away, But wait, my friend, for a different day; Wait till you want to want to! Edmund Vance Cooke More Quotes by Edmund Vance Cooke More Quotes From Edmund Vance Cooke Oh, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce Or a trouble is what you make it, And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts, But only how did you take it. Edmund Vance Cooke trouble hurt facts Kisses kept are wasted; love is to be tasted. Edmund Vance Cooke kissing love-is Don't fight with the pillow, but lay down your head And kick every worriment out of the bed. Edmund Vance Cooke fighting insomnia sleep You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what's that? Come up with a smiling face, It's nothing against you to fall down flat But to lie there - that's a disgrace. Edmund Vance Cooke failure lying fall Kisses kept are wasted; Love is to be tasted. There are some you love, I know; Be not loathe to tell them so. Lips go dry and eyes grow wet Waiting to be warmly met. Keep them not in waiting yet; Kisses kept are wasted. Edmund Vance Cooke kissing eye love-is You may batter your way through the thick of the fray, You may sweat, you may swear, you may grunt; You may be a jack-fool, if you must, but this rule Should ever be kept at the front;-- Don't fight with your pillow, but lay down your head And kick every worriment out of the bed. Edmund Vance Cooke sweat bed fighting I have seen men march to the wars, and then I have watched their homeward tread, and they brought back bodies of living men, But their eyes were cold and dead. Edmund Vance Cooke eye men war Perhaps the reward of the spirit who tries Is not the goal but the exercise. Edmund Vance Cooke discipline goal exercise But maybe prayer is a road to rise, A mountain path leading toward the skies To assist the spirit who truly tries. But it isn't a shibboleth, creed, nor code, It isn't a pack-horse to carry your load, It isn't a wagon, it's only a road. And perhaps the reward of the spirit who tries Is not the goal, but the exercise! Edmund Vance Cooke horse prayer exercise
