Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighbourhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
If the mind, that rules the body, ever so far forgets itself as to trample on its slave, the slave is never generous enough to forgive the injury, but will rise and smite the oppressor.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
He that respects himself is safe from others; he wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth