Author: Donald G. Mitchell

Quotes

Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer; and pleasant dreams thrall your spirit, like the smoky atmosphere that bathes the landscape of an August day.

Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer; and pleasant dreams thrall your spirit, like the smoky atmosphere that bathes the landscape of an August day.

- Donald G. Mitchell

I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far more cheerful to reckon the year by blossoms than by blight.

I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far more cheerful to reckon the year by blossoms than by blight.

- Donald G. Mitchell

The future is wider than vision, and has no end.

The future is wider than vision, and has no end.

- Donald G. Mitchell

There is no genius in life like the genius of energy and industry.

There is no genius in life like the genius of energy and industry.

- Donald G. Mitchell

Determine to become one of the best. Sufficient money will almost automatically follow if you get to be one of the 'best' in your chosen field, whatever it is.

Determine to become one of the best. Sufficient money will almost automatically follow if you get to be one of the 'best' in your chosen field, whatever it is.

- Donald G. Mitchell

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life is but a dream.

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life is but a dream.

- Donald G. Mitchell

No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams.

No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams.

- Donald G. Mitchell

I thank Heaven every summer's day of my life, that my lot was humbly cast within the hearing of romping brooks, and beneath the shadow of oaks.

I thank Heaven every summer's day of my life, that my lot was humbly cast within the hearing of romping brooks, and beneath the shadow of oaks.

- Donald G. Mitchell

In the vanity of self-consciousness one feels at a long remove above the ordinary love and trustfulness of a simple and pure heart.

In the vanity of self-consciousness one feels at a long remove above the ordinary love and trustfulness of a simple and pure heart.

- Donald G. Mitchell

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