Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWHe that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
More Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes
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Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.
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A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
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Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied.
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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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The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
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For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
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The nearer the dawn the darker the night.
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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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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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Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning – an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.
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Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
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The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.
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Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
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All things must change to something new, to something strange.
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There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
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