The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThe Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWGive what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWCritics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWA torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWMen of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThe 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.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWWe judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWIn character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWJoy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThey who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThe greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWHe that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWIf you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWLet us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWA thought often makes us hotter than a fire.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWBy dropping golden beads near a snake, a crow once managed To have a passer-by kill the snake for the beads.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW