Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

American poet

Lived from: 1819-1892

Category: Poets (Contemporary)

Quotes: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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    All things must change to something new, to something strange.
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    Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
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    A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.
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    A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books.
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    A thought often makes us hotter than a fire.
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    A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
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    A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
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    Ah! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.
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    All the means of action - the shapeless masses - the materials - lie everywhere about us. What we need is the celestial fire to change the flint into the transparent crystal, bright and clear. That fire is genius.''
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    All things come round to him who will but wait.
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    And the night shall be filled with music, and the cares, that infest the day, shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, and as silently steal away.
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    Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, her aspect and her attitude.
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    Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place.
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    Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.
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    Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its defects. The passions of men have made it malignant, as a bad heart of Procreates turned the bed, the symbol of repose, into an instrument of torture.
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