Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWPeople demand freedom only when they have no power.
More Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes
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Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.
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It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
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For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
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Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him.
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If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
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For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
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Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
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It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar.
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The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
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A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
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I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.
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In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.
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Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
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If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
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There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
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