Quotes from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The young may die, but the old must!

Ah, how skilful grows the hand That obeyeth Love's command! It is the heart, and not the brain, That to the highest doth attain, And he who followeth Love's behest Far excelleth all the rest!

Fair was she and young, when in hope began the long journey;   Faded was she and old, when in disappointment it ended.

Kita menilai diri kita sendiri dari segala sesuatu yang kita rasa mampu kita lakukan, Sedangkan orang lain menilai kita dari apa yang telah kita lakukan.

Who has searched or sought All the unexplored and spacious Universe of thought? Who, in his own skill confiding, Shall with rule and line Mark the border-land dividing Human and divine?

The heights by which great men reach are not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companions slept went toiling upwards through the night. It may not be exact but it always how I remember it.

Selain berlaku adil, marilah kita juga bersifat pemaaf.

O, how wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul! The intellect of man sits enthroned visibly upon his forehead and in his eye; and the heart of man is written upon his countenance. But the soul reveals itself in the voice only; as God revealed himself to the prophet of old in the still, small voice; and in a voice from the burning bush. The soul of man is audible, not visible. A sound alone betrays the flowing of the eternal fountain, invisible to man!

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.

Happy, thrice happy, every one Who sees his labor well begun, And not perplexed and multiplied, By idly waiting for time and tide!

All these thoughts of love and strife Glimmered through his lurid life, As the stars' intenser light Through the red flames o'er him trailing, As his ships went sailing, sailing, Northward in the summer night.

Life is real, life is earnest, and the grave is not its goal.

All houses wherein men have lived and died / Are haunted houses. Through the open doors / The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, / With feet that make no sound upon the floors.

Fierce in his soul was the struggle and tumult of passions contending; Love triumphant and crowned, and friendship wounded and bleeding, Passionate cries of desire, and importunate pleadings of duty!

Though the birds sang gayly to him, Though the wild-flowers of the meadow Filled the air with odors for him, Though the forests and the rivers Sang and shouted at his coming, Still his heart was sad within him, For he was alone in heaven.

We are very like the English, — are, in fact, English under a different sky.

I felt her presence, by its spell of might,      Stoop o'er me from above; The calm, majestic presence of the Night,      As of the one I love.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

So, at the hoof-beats of fate, with sad forebodings of evil, Shrinks and closes the heart, ere the stroke of doom has attained it. But Evangeline's heart was sustained by a vision, that faintly Floated before her eyes, and beckoned her on through the moonlight. It was the thought of her brain that assumed the shape of a phantom. Through those shadowy aisles had Gabriel wandered before her, And every stroke of the oar now brought him nearer and nearer.

Buatlah keputusan, maka anda akan bebas.

Therefore, at Pentecost, which brings The Spring, clothed like a bride, When nestling buds unfold their wings, And bishop's-caps have golden rings, Musing upon many things, I sought the woodlands wide.

So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls, But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls; The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Wisely the Hebrews admit no Present tense in their language; While we are speaking the word, it is is already the Past.