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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Inspirational Quotes (415)

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See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!
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Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment there is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joys or sorrows.
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He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
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Life is the gift of God, and is divine.
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Every author has the whole past to contend with all the centuries are upon him. He is compared with Homer, Dante, Shakespeare, Milton.
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No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
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Death is the chillness that precedes the dawn We shudder for a moment, then awake In the broad sunshine of the other life.
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Death is better than disease.
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The star of the unconquered will, He rises in my breast, Serene, and resolute, and still, And calm, and self-possessed.
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Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!
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Love is a bodily shape and Christian works are no more than animate faith and love, as flowers are the animate springtide.
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God is not dead nor doth He sleep ... The wrong shall fail, The right prevail, With peace on earth, good will to men.
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Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us.
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Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
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For next to being a great poet is the power of understanding one.
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Even He that died for us upon the cross, in the last hour, in the unutterable agony of death, was mindful of His mother, as if to teach us that this holy love should be our last worldly thought - the last point of earth from which the soul should take its flight for heaven.
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And the bright faces of my young companions Are wrinkled like my own, or are no more.
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How wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul. The intellect of man is enthroned visibly on his forehead and in his eye, and the heart of man is written on his countenance, but the soul, the soul reveals itself in the voice only.
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O Music! language of the soul, Of love, of God to man Bright beam from heaven thrilling, That lightens sorrow's weight.
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The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart The secret anniversaries of the heart, When the full river of feeling overflows- The happy days unclouded to their close The sudden joys that our of darkness start As flames from ashes swift desires that dart Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!
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Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares!
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Tomorrow is the mysterious, unknown guest.
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Mine is the Month of Roses yes, and mine The Month of Marriages! All pleasant sights And scents, the fragrance of the blossoming vine, The foliage of the valleys and the heights. Mine are the longest days, the loveliest nights The mower's scythe makes music to my ear I am the mother of all dear delights I am the fairest daughter of the year.
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The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.
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