Man's body is faulty, his mind untrustworthy, but his imagination has made him remarkable. John Masefield More Quotes by John Masefield More Quotes From John Masefield I hold that when a person dies / His soul returns again to earth; / Arrayed in some new flesh disguise / Another mother gives him birth / With sturdier limbs and brighter brain. John Masefield soulmothergiving There are few earthly things more beautiful than a university a place where those who hate ignorance may strive to know, where those who perceive truth may strive to make others see. John Masefield hateignorancebeautiful I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by. John Masefield starslonelysea The three foundations of judgement: Bold Design, Constant Practice, and Frequent Mistakes. John Masefield designpracticemistake Success is the brand on the brow of the man who aimed too low. John Masefield leadershipsuccessmen I have seen flowers come in stony places John Masefield horseflowermen To most of us the future seems unsure. But then it always has been; and we who have seen great changes must have great hopes. John Masefield great-changehas-beenslife My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails. John Masefield sailleading-mewhite The days that make us happy make us wise John Masefield wisehappiness Humans consist of body, mind and imagination. Our bodies are faulty, our minds untrustworthy, but our imagination has made us remarkable. John Masefield imaginationmindart It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills, And April's in the West wind, and daffodils. John Masefield landeyewind All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by. John Masefield sailingstarssea So shall I fight, so shall I tread, John Masefield starsstrugglewar Heaven to me's a fair blue stretch of sky, Earth's jest a dusty road. John Masefield skyblueheaven Once in a century a man may be ruined or made insufferable by praise. But surely once in a minute something generous dies for want of it. John Masefield generositymaymen Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes and peacocks, Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine. John Masefield winehomesweet And he who gives a child a treat Makes joy-bells ring in Heaven's street, And he who gives a child a home Builds palaces in Kingdom come, And she who gives a baby birth Brings Saviour Christ again to Earth. John Masefield homebabychildren God warms his hands at man's heart when he prays. John Masefield prayerheartmen I have seen the Lady April bringing John Masefield aprilrainspring Men in a ship are always looking up, and men ashore are usually looking down. John Masefield nauticalsailingmen
