Longfellow Quotes
The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
The 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.
It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child.
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame.
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, and all the sweet serenity of books.
For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining, is to let it rain.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
Longfellow Quotes part 2
Into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and dreary.
It is not always the truth that survives, but the error that it reflects.
The holiest of all holidays are those kept by ourselves in silence and apart; the secret anniversaries of the heart.
Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think.
Give what you have. To some one it may be better than you dare to think.
A feeling of sadness and longing, that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.
Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted.
The love that lives longest is the love that is never returned.
The mind, once stretched by a new idea, never returns to its original dimensions.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.
The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
I shot an arrow into the air; It fell to earth, I knew not where.
Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you.
There is nothing better than a friend, unless it is a friend with chocolate.
The rain is falling all around, it falls on field and tree, it rains on the umbrellas here, and on the ships at sea.
Sailing through dark, unknown voids, we search for the light that will guide us home.
The ocean is a desert with its life underground.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
The thread we follow through our lives is often woven from the dreams of others.
We build the ladder by which we rise.
The thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.
The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
Youth comes but once in a lifetime.
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years of mere study of books.
Art is long, and time is fleeting.
I miss you like the sun misses the flowers, like the sun misses the flowers in the depths of winter.
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
He that respects himself is safe from others; He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.
It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatnessa harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster-children into strength and athletic proportion.
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
