Day of the Lord, as all our days should be! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes From Henry Wadsworth Longfellow However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow congratulations failure evil The greatest grace of a gift, perhaps, is that it anticipates and admits of no return. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow anticipate return grace It is true, that it is not at all necessary to love many books, in order to love them much. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow lovers order book Taste the joy Henry Wadsworth Longfellow taste spring joy I love an author the more for having been himself a lover of books. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow book-lover lovers book It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow gratitude rain life Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow easter dream love All was silent as before - All silent save the dripping rain. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow silent rain weather The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow strength criticism lying Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow learning mistake time Each morning sees some task begin, each evening sees it close. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow labor-day tasks morning The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark Henry Wadsworth Longfellow dark memories For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow grace heart art Resolve and thou art free. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow freedom commitment art Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow business goodbye art As to the pure mind all things are pure, so to the poetic mind all things are poetical. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poetic purity mind Nature is a revelation of God; Art a revelation of man. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow god beauty art Ah, how skillful grows the hand Henry Wadsworth Longfellow heart life hands Age is opportunity no less than youth itself. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow happy-birthday twilight opportunity Noble souls, through dust and heat, rise from disaster and defeat the stronger. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow stronger dust soul
