A man never sees all that his mother has been to him until it's too late to let her know that he sees it. William Dean Howells More Quotes by William Dean Howells More Quotes From William Dean Howells Lord, for the erring thought William Dean Howells gratitude pain prayer People naturally despise a dependant. William Dean Howells despise people Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, "Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing? William Dean Howells apples tree art The swelling and towering omnibuses, the huge trucks and wagons and carriages, the impetuous hansoms and the more sobered four-wheelers, the pony-carts, donkey-carts, hand-carts, and bicycles which fearlessly find their way amidst the turmoil, with foot-passengers winding in and out, and covering the sidewalks with their multitude, give the effect of a single monstrous organism, which writhes swiftly along the channel where it had run in the figure of a flood till you were tired of that metaphor. You are now a molecule of that vast organism. William Dean Howells tired running science Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world. William Dean Howells community suffering long Why art thou but a nest of gloom William Dean Howells nests singing art How is it the great pieces of good luck fall to us? William Dean Howells good-luck luck fall We are creatures of the moment; we live from one little space to another, and only one interest at a time fills these. William Dean Howells space live-in-the-moment littles The wrecks of slavery are fast growing a fungus crop of sentiment. William Dean Howells wrecks slavery growing There will presently be no room in the world for things; it will be filled up with the advertisements of things. William Dean Howells filled-up rooms world The mortality of all inanimate things is terrible to me, but that of books most of all. William Dean Howells inanimate-objects reading book It is the curse of prosperity that it takes work away from us, and shuts that door to hope and health of spirit. William Dean Howells hope expectations doors The conqueror is regarded with awe; the wise man commands our respect; but it is only the benevolent man that wins our affection. William Dean Howells wise winning men n artistic atmosphere does not create artists a literary atmosphere does not create literators; poets and painters spring up where there was never a verse made or a picture seen. This suggests that God is no more idle now than He was at the beginning, but that He is still and forever shaping the human chaos into the instruments and means of beauty. William Dean Howells artist spring mean Christ and the life of Christ is at this moment inspiring the literature of the world as never before, and raising it up a witness against waste and want and war. It may confess Him, as in Tolstoi's work it does, or it may deny Him, but it cannot exclude Him; and in the degree that it ignores His spirit, modern literature is artistically inferior. In other words, all good literature is now Christmas literature. William Dean Howells degrees doe war The difficulty is to know conscience from self-interest. William Dean Howells difficulty self fame The book which you read from a sense of duty, or because for any reason you must, does not commonly make friends with you. William Dean Howells reason doe book I wonder why we hate the past so. William Dean Howells hate history past See how today's achievement is only tomorrow's confusion;See how possession always cheapens the thing that was precious. William Dean Howells achievement confusion today Lord, for the erring thoughtNot into evil wrought:Lord, for the wicked willBetrayed and baffled still:For the heart from itself kept,Our thanksgiving accept. William Dean Howells thanksgiving evil heart
