Samuel Ullman Quotes

Maturity is the ability to think, speak and act your feelings within the bounds of dignity. The measure of your maturity is how spiritual you become during the midst of your frustrations. 
Samuel Ullman
I dreamt of the right of the untrammeled sea,
   Of the earth's open ports and marts;
I dreamt of speech and mind set free,
   Glowing science and its fostering arts,
The aftermath of cruel strife,
The coming of higher life.
Samuel Ullman (Quoted in Samuel Ullman and "Youth": The life, the legacy)
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty.
Samuel Ullman (Youth)
I must not tire, I must not fail,
when the need of me is so great; doubt
and fear shall not restrain me in my
effort to open the eyes of men.
Samuel Ullman (Justice)
Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what's next, and the joy of the game of living.
Variant: Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being’s heart a love of wonder; the sweet amazement at the stars and starlike things and thoughts; the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite for what comes next, and the joy in the game of life.
Samuel Ullman (Youth)
They call for love but are met with hate..
Samuel Ullman (What of Tomorrow?)
I am the key that parts the gates of Fame,
I am the cloak that covers cowering shame!
I am the goal that limits every race,
I am the storm-tossed spirit's resting place -
The messenger of sure and swift relief!
Recieved with wailings, tears and speechless grief,
The friend of those that have no friend but me!
I break all chains and set all captives free -
I am the cloud that shrouds the course you've run!
An instant veil upon the work you've done!
I am the brooding hush that follows strife,
The waking from a dream that man calls life.
Samuel Ullman (Death)
In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young.
Samuel Ullman (Youth)
Methinks that life is more than creed,
Is more than dust or craving lust.
Are hopes but dreams that fail in need,
That fly away like mist and dust?
Samuel Ullman
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Samuel Ullman (Youth)
Our lives will gain
Through woe and pain,
    Grow fuller by the strife,
So will the soul
Of life's great whole
    Make paths to higher life.
Samuel Ullman (All is Benign)
We ache with weights of mysteries
Our ears hear voices from the infinite,
That takes the hushed soul captive.
Samuel Ullman (Mysteries)
We stand beside the open grave,
We look and ask is this the end?
Will our hopes and plans to ashes turn
Does the path of right end in gloom?
Samuel Ullman (The Passing)
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. 
Variant: Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust. 
Samuel Ullman (Youth)
I want no sad lamenting tears
   When I set sail to sea,
No stifled cries or heaving sighs
   To speed me to eternity:

No crepe or dreary garments worn
   To make my going sad,
But have them white: Something bright:
   Discard old custom's fad.

I want no dirge sung for me
   When I am gone away,
Play something grand, by loving hands
   To make a good glad day.

And let no words be said for me
   Thay, "He is dead and gone"
But only say, "He left today
   He journeyed out and on."

And if some parting tears are shed,
   Just make them all of joy.
Have no regret, be glad we met,
   And say, "Good ship, Ahoy."
Samuel Ullman (Why Tears?)

Samuel Ullman Biography

Born: April 13, 1840
Died: March 21, 1924

Samuel Ullman was an American businessman, humanitarian and poet. He is most commonly known for his poem "Youth"

Notable Poems
What of Tomorrow?
The Passing
Why Tears?