Who is Elbert Hubbard

Elbert Green Hubbard (June 19, 1856 – May 7, 1915) was an American writer, publisher, artist, and philosopher. Raised in Hudson, Illinois, he had early success as a traveling salesman for the Larkin Soap Company. Presently Hubbard is known best as the founder of the Roycroft artisan community in East Aurora, New York, an influential exponent of the Arts and Crafts Movement. Some of the Roycroft Campus buildings remain; they have been restored and are open to visitors. The complex is a National Historic Site.

Among Hubbard's many publications were the fourteen-volume work Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great and the short publication A Message to Garcia. He and his second wife, Alice Moore Hubbard, died aboard the RMS Lusitania when it was sunk by a German submari...
Read Full Biography


Elbert Hubbard Poems

Read All Poems


Top 10 most used topics by Elbert Hubbard




Elbert Hubbard Quotes

Read All Quotes


Comments about Elbert Hubbard

  • Angloinfo: a friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same. elbert hubbard.
  • Mel_brookssa: be pleasant until ten o'clock in the morning and the rest of the day will take care of itself. - elbert hubbard
  • Just4sanu: "the greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one." —elbert hubbard
  • Raspiarduino: die, v.: to stop sinning suddenly. -- elbert hubbard
  • Imankitttgoyal: to avoid criticism say nothing, do nothing, be nothing. ― elbert hubbard
Read All Comments

Write your comment about Elbert Hubbard


Poem of the day

Edgar Albert Guest Poem
June
 by Edgar Albert Guest

June is here, the month of roses, month of brides and month of bees,
Weaving garlands for our lassies, whispering love songs in the trees,
Painting scenes of gorgeous splendor, canvases no man could brush,
Changing scenes from early morning till the sunset's crimson flush.

June is here, the month of blossoms, month of roses white and red,
Wet with dew and perfume-laden, nodding wheresoe'er we tread;
Come the bees to gather honey, all the lazy afternoon;
...

Read complete poem

Popular Poets