The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWAs to the pure mind all things are pure, so to the poetic mind all things are poetical.
More Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes
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The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized.
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Music is the universal language of mankind.
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Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night’s repose.
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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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Sometimes we may learn more from a man’s errors, than from his virtues.
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Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing.
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Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
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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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The nearer the dawn the darker the night.
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The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
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Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time.
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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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Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man’s enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.
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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.
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Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
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