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First Principles: The Virtues of Men Are of More Consequence To Society Than Their Abilities; and For This Reason, The Hearts Should Be Cultivated With More Assiduity Than the Head

“The virtues of men are of more consequence to society than their abilities; and for this reason, the heart should be cultivated with more assiduity than the head.” —Noah Webster (1788)

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Heart Made Whole

Heart Made Wholeby Michael DoyleIn the pain of endless moments,There are times of sheer torment.The things accidentally said,These echo roundabout in my head.Worse yet are the things I’ve seen.Sights that destroy my inner being.Painful recollections from the startAre the scars … Continue reading

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It’s Not So Funny Now

It’s Not So Funny Nowby Michael DoyleIt seems like the truth behind so many stories.We had to dare the lightning to find the glories.Yesterday’s lessons, we thought would never end,These were the moments we really needed a friend.It’s really not … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: All Along This Path I Tread, My Heart Betrays My Weary Head, With Nothing But My Love To Save, From the Cradle To the Grave

“All along this path I tread, my heart betrays my weary head, with nothing but my love to save, from the cradle to the grave.” – Eric Clapton

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Silent Cal

Silent Calby Michael DoyleSilent CalSpent a lot of time in his head.But those things he said,Keep on being said.Silent Cal,Kept in thought with little said.But what he said resonates a lot.It’s not very likely to be forgot.To the point, yet … Continue reading

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Whispered Words

Whispered Wordsby Michael DoyleYour whispered words,I questioned why.When I listened closely,They sounded like goodbye.You hardly had time to live,Let alone time to die.At your graveside,All I could do was wonder why.In my eyes,You had been such a beautiful child.I say … Continue reading

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Life’s Race Is Won

Life’s Race Is Wonby Michael DoyleIn our Father’s nameWe proclaim our freedomFrom our sins and shame.We become part of His kingdom.As Heaven reignsWe cast aside our chains.With the holiness spokenThe power of Hell is broken.In all the mercy knownGod’s greatness … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Life Does Not Consist Mainly, Or Even Largely, of Facts Or Happenings. It Consists Mainly of the Storm of Thoughts That Is Forever Flowing Through One’s Head

“Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts or happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever flowing through one’s head.” – Mark Twain

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Hard To Fix

Hard To Fixby Michael DoyleHitchhiking without a direction knownIt’s not on the map and is seldom shownLooking for God and if He’s in chargeIt’s as close as I come to living largeSome things are like bags of tricksImpossible to handle … Continue reading

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She Learns To Survive

She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading

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