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

Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Topics: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

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...

The human voice is the organ of the soul.

The human voice is the organ of the soul.

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but...

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but...

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where;...

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where;...

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...

A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years...

A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years...

In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.

In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.

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

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

Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment; there is no fate in the world...

Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment; there is no fate in the world...

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in 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...

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

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

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the...

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the...

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...

Archly the maiden smiled, with eyes overrunning with laughter, Said, in a tremulous voice, 'Why...

Archly the maiden smiled, with eyes overrunning with laughter, Said, in a tremulous voice, 'Why...

It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why...

It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why...

Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and...

Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and...

The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized.

The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized.

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...