Frank Crane Quotes

American Presbyterian minister (1861-1928)

Dr. Frank Crane (1861–1928) was a Presbyterian minister, speaker, and columnist who wrote a set of ten volumes of "Four Minute Essays" which were published in 1919. Previously, in 1918, he published the book "21", from an article he had written for American Magazine, called "If I Were Twenty-One". He later penned a much longer treatise entitled "Everyday Wisdom", which was published in 1927. This leather-bound book was subtitled 'A page for every day of the year', and consisted of 365 Four Minute Essays and 52 Little Talks on How to Live. Only scarce remnants of his works on positive thinking and a populist political philosophy have survived for reflection by modern readers. However his 1921 syndicated column "Dr Crane Says" entitled "Just for Today", published May 29, 1921 in Boston Globe among other newspapers did survive has been modified and republished usually without correct attribution by Dale Carnegie, Alcoholics Anonymous, Al-Anon Family Groups and many others. Dale Carnegie attributed Just for Today to Sybil Partridge, in his 1948 book How to Stop Worrying and Start Living. Ms. Partridge was the author of an unrelated song of that title. Dr. Crane also wrote an Introduction to "The Lost books of the Bible", (also known as the "Apocryphal New Testament"); this introduction was included in the 1979 edition of "The Lost books of the Bible", issued by Bell Publishing Company in 1979.

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No man can tell what the whisper says. Each soul must hear for itself.

THERE is a passage of Holy Writ that exhorts us that if there be any good things, such as love, virtue, truth, and so on, we ought to think on these things.

How to get along with relatives and all those persons with whom I come in contact.

The human heart is a deep still pool; in it are fishes of gold and silver, darting playfully, and slow-heaving slimy monsters, and tarnished treasure hoards, the infinite animalcular life; but when you look down at it you see but your own reflected face.

The fact that seems to underlie this exhortation is that we become what we think about.

The human heart is a great city, teeming with myriad people, full of business and mighty doings, and we wander its crowded streets unutterably alone; we do not know what it is all about.

The human heart is a band playing in a park at a distance; we see the crowds listening, but we catch but fragments of the music now and again, and cannot make out the tune.

How to improve and toughen my will.

Listen! You will hear mothers' lullabies, madmen's shrieks, love-croonings, cries of agonized terror, hymns of Christ, the roaring of lynch mobs, the kisses of lovers, the curses of pirates.

The human heart is a great green tree, and many strange birds come and sing in its branches; a few build nests, but most are from far lands north and south, and never come again.

The human heart to youth is a fairy-land of adventure, to old age it is a sitting room where one knows his way in the dark.

The human heart is an undiscovered country; men and women are forever perishing as they explore its wilds.

No one thought in all the world is of more value to put life and cheer and power into a man than the thought that the great Being who made this universe is FOR us and not AGAINST US.

The human heart is a tangled wood wherein no man knows his way.

Go into the silence. Give your soul time to calm. Let the hurly-burly die down, the crash of passion, the struggle of doubt, the pain of failure, the ranklings of wrong, the clamor of ambition. Cease from self. Be still.

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