Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old Henry Wadsworth Longfellow quotes, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow sayings, and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.'

The evening came.—The setting sun stretched his celestial rods of light across the level landscape, and like the miracle in Egypt, smote the rivers, the brooks, and the ponds, and they became as blood. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man’s life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh, there is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love—the first fluttering of its silken wings—the first rising sound and breath of that wind which is so soon to sweep through the soul, to purify or to destroy. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sea-birds Flash the white caps of the sea. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And from the realms / Of the shadowy elms / A tide-like darkness overwhelm / The fields that round us lie. / But the night is fair, / And everywhere / A warm, soft vapor fills the air, / And distant sounds seem near. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well; and doing well whatever you do, without a thought of fame. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Into each life, some rain must fall / Some days must be dark and dreary. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sit in reverie and watch the changing colors / Of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A boy's will is the wind's will, / And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees; Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh, how beautiful is the summer night, which is not night, but a sunless, yet unclouded, day, descending upon earth with dews and shadows and refreshing coolness! How beautiful the long mild twilight, which, like a silver clasp, unites today with yesterday Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Hope has as many lives as a cat or a king. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined often in a wooden house a golden room we find. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Music is the universal language of mankind. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said, / That of our vices we can frame / A ladder, if we will but tread / Beneath our feet each deed of shame! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endurance is godlike. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The heights by great men reached and kept / Were not attained by sudden flight, / But they, while their companions slept, / Were toiling upward in the night. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ah, to build, to build! That is the noblest of all the arts. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The student has his Rome , his whole glowing Italy, within the four walls of his library. He has in his books the ruins of an antique world and the glories of a modern one. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tis always morning somewhere, and above. The awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow