Henry Wadsworth Longfellow quotes Born: 02/24/1807 Died: 03/24/1882 Country: usa

• Music is the universal language of mankind. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [music/language/mankind]
• "There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [life/consciousness/love/wings]
• Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [find]
• It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [pleasure/wounds]
• It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [moment/love]
• When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [music]
• A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [conversation/books]
• He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [mail]
• There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [life/chance/water]
• In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [character/literary style/excellence/]
• Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [cold]
• Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [look/past/present/future]
• The human voice is the organ of the soul. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [human]
• The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [memory]
• Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [life]
• The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
• Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [life]
• Resolve and thou art free. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [art]
• Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment. There is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joys or sorrows. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [thing/enjoyment/share]
• Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [life]
• That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
• All things must change to something new, to something strange. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [change/strange]
• Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [intelligence/find]
• One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
• When a great man dies, for years the light he leaves behind him, lies on the paths of men. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [light/men]
• The course of my long life hath reached at last in fragile bark over a tempestuous sea the common harbor, where must rendered be account for all the actions of the past. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [life/account/past]
• In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
• I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
• Many readers judge of the power of a book by the shock it gives their feelings --as some savage tribes determine the power of muskets by their recoil; that being considered best which fairly prostrates the purchaser. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [power/feelings/power/recoil]
• Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [mail]
• Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its defects. The passions of men have made it malignant, as a bad heart of Procreates turned the bed, the symbol of repose, into an instrument of torture. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) [men/bad]

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