How fugitive and brief is mortal life between the budding and the falling leaf. Thomas Bailey Aldrich More Quotes by Thomas Bailey Aldrich More Quotes From Thomas Bailey Aldrich It is only your habitual late riser who takes in the full flavor of Nature at those rare intervals when he gets up to go afishing. He brings virginal emotions and unsatiated eyes to the sparkling freshness of earth and stream and sky. Thomas Bailey Aldrich eye sky morning Dialect tempered with slang is an admirable medium of communication between persons who have nothing to say and persons who would not care for anything properly said. Thomas Bailey Aldrich dialect communication care The possession of gold has ruined fewer men than the lack of it. What noble enterprises have been checked and what fine souls have been blighted in the gloom of poverty the world will never know. Thomas Bailey Aldrich soul gold men The fate of the worm refutes the pretended ethical teaching of the proverb, which assumes to illustrate the advantage of early rising and does so by showing how extremely dangerous it is. Thomas Bailey Aldrich fate bed teaching Sorrow itself is not so hard to bear As the thought of sorrow coming. Airy ghosts, That work no harm, do terrify us more Than men in steel with bloody purposes. Death is not dreadful; 'tis the dread of death— We die whene'er we think of it! Thomas Bailey Aldrich sorrow men thinking It were better to be a soldier's widow than a coward's wife. Thomas Bailey Aldrich wife military soldier October turned my maple's leaves to gold; The most are gone now; here and there one lingers: Soon these will slip from the twigs' weak hold, Like coins between a dying miser's fingers. Thomas Bailey Aldrich here-and-there dying gold The ocean moans over dead men's bones. Thomas Bailey Aldrich bones ocean men The ability to have our own way, and at the same time convince others they are having their own way, is a rare thing among men. Among women it is as common as eyebrows. Thomas Bailey Aldrich eyebrows women way Wide open and unguarded stand our gates, and through them presses a wild motley throng, men from the Volga and the Tartar steppes, featureless figures of the Hoang-Ho, Malayan, Scythian, Teuton, Kelt, and Slav. Flying the Old World's poverty and scorn, these bringing with them unknown gods and rites, Ttose, tiger passions, here to stretch their claws in street and alley. What strange tongues are loud accents of menace alien to our air, voices that once the Tower of Babel knew! O Liberty, white Goddess! Is it well to leave the gates unguarded? Thomas Bailey Aldrich passion voice men The possession of unlimited power will make a despot of almost any man. There is a possible Nero in the gentlest of human creature that walks. Thomas Bailey Aldrich To me, old age is always fifteen years older than I am. Thomas Bailey Aldrich Slavery in New Hampshire was never legally abolished, unless Abraham Lincoln did it. The State itself has not ever pronounced any emancipation edict. Thomas Bailey Aldrich did new never slavery A man should have duties outside of himself; without them, he is a mere balloon, inflated with thin egotism and drifting nowhere. Thomas Bailey Aldrich balloon outside without man Every man has within himself a gold mine whose riches are limited only by his own industry. Thomas Bailey Aldrich mine own man gold A girl does not treat a possible lover with unvarying simplicity and directness. In all its phases, love is complex; friendship is not. Thomas Bailey Aldrich simplicity girl love friendship What is newest to one in foreign countries is not always the people, but their surroundings, and those same little details of life and circumstance which make no impression on a man in his own land until he returns to it after a prolonged absence, and then they stand out very sharply for a while. Thomas Bailey Aldrich stand man life people Rome is one enormous mausoleum. There, the Past lies visibly stretched upon his bier. There is no today or tomorrow in Rome; it is perpetual yesterday. Thomas Bailey Aldrich tomorrow yesterday today past The Stamp Act was to go into operation on the first day of November. On the previous morning, the 'New Hampshire Gazette' appeared with a deep black border and all the typographical emblems of affliction, for was not Liberty dead? Thomas Bailey Aldrich deep day black morning When a man cuts himself absolutely adrift from custom, what an astonishingly light spar floats him! How few his wants are, after all! Thomas Bailey Aldrich how him man light
