Dead he is not, but departed, for the artist never dies. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes From Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow weed flower kindness A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow single wise positive In the lives of the saddest of us, there are bright days like this, when we feel as if we could take the great world in our arms and kiss it. Then come the gloomy hours, when the fire will neither burn on our hearths nor in our hearts; and all without and within is dismal, cold, and dark. Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow heart depression believe It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow positive inspirational funny 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. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow inspiring sympathy life The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow nature struggle rain Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow future god time Let us labor for an inward stillness-- An inward stillness and an inward healing. That perfect silence where the lips and heart Are still, and we no longer entertain Our own imperfect thoughts and vain opinions, But God alone speaks to us and we wait In singleness of heart that we may know His will, and in the silence of our spirits, That we may do His will and do that only Henry Wadsworth Longfellow healing perfect heart Success is not something to wait for, it is something to work for. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow excellence waiting success Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow sad happiness life Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow tired heart too-late If we love one another, nothing, in truth, can harm us, whatever mischances may happen. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow love-one-another brotherhood may 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. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow perseverance motivational inspirational Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall Henry Wadsworth Longfellow rain heart fall Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow doctors health happiness Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow true-friend best-friend friendship Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow sunset oil clouds The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow mind heart memories Art is the gift of God, and must be used unto His glory. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow used glory art The great tragedy of the average man is that he goes to his grave with his music still in him. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow regret average men
