Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
United States
27 Feb 1807 // 24 Mar 1882
Poet
27 Feb 1807 // 24 Mar 1882
Poet
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Every dewdrop and raindrop had a whole heaven within it.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.
Man is unjust, but God is just; and finally justice triumphs.
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
All things must change to something new, to something strange.
Joy, temperance, and repose,
Slam the door on the doctor's nose.
Slam the door on the doctor's nose.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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