For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWIf 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.
More Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes
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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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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
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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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The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
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It is a beautiful trait in the lover’s character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
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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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Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
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Sometimes we may learn more from a man’s errors, than from his virtues.
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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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Music is the universal language of mankind.
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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 life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.
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Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
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A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
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Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
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