Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave

Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Topics: Art Quotes, Heart Quotes, Time Quotes

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.

Evil is only good perverted.

Evil is only good perverted.

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done,...

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done,...

For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.

For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each...

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each...

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal...

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal...

If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it.

If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it.

Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.

Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.

Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.

He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.

He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.

The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy

The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy

Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and...

Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and...

Art is long, and Time is fleeting

Art is long, and Time is fleeting

If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it; every arrow...

If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it; every arrow...

Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find...

Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find...

Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.

Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the...

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the...

Music is the universal language of mankind.

Music is the universal language of mankind.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.