For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWFor age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWWhen she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWIntelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWIt is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWAmbition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThey who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWJoy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor’s nose.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThat which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWWhoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man’s enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWYouth comes but once in a lifetime.
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 LONGFELLOWIt takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWThy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWMusic is the universal language of mankind.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWA torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW