The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWJoy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
More Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes
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By dropping golden beads near a snake, a crow once managed To have a passer-by kill the snake for the beads.
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The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
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As to the pure mind all things are pure, so to the poetic mind all things are poetical.
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All things come round to him who will but wait.
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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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There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,
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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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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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Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
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Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
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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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It is a beautiful trait in the lover’s character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
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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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A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
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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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