Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.

Quote by James Russell Lowell

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Not failure, but low aim, is crime.

Not failure, but low aim, is crime.

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

Democracy gives every man the right to be his own oppressor.

Democracy gives every man the right to be his own oppressor.

Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.

Fortune is the rod of the weak, and the staff of the brave.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say...

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say...

Heaven is neither here nor there to me. Everywhere and nowhere. Just not in between,...

Heaven is neither here nor there to me. Everywhere and nowhere. Just not in between,...

It is the privilege of genius that life never grows common place, as it does...

It is the privilege of genius that life never grows common place, as it does...

He who is firmly seated in authority soon learns to think security, and not progress,...

He who is firmly seated in authority soon learns to think security, and not progress,...

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

The heart forgets its sorrow and ache.

Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are...

Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the misfortunes hardest to bear are...

It is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native metal of man...

It is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native metal of man...

There is a law of neutralization of forces, which hinders bodies from sinking beyond a...

There is a law of neutralization of forces, which hinders bodies from sinking beyond a...

Light is the symbol of truth.

Light is the symbol of truth.

And blessed are the horny hands of toil

And blessed are the horny hands of toil

If youth be a defect, it is one that we outgrow only too soon.

If youth be a defect, it is one that we outgrow only too soon.

Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can't...

Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can't...

There is nothing so desperately monotonous as the sea, and I no longer wonder at...

There is nothing so desperately monotonous as the sea, and I no longer wonder at...

What men prize most is a privilege, even if it be that of chief mourner...

What men prize most is a privilege, even if it be that of chief mourner...

The eye is the notebook of the poet.

The eye is the notebook of the poet.

Reputation is only a candle, of wavering and uncertain flame, and easily blown out, but...

Reputation is only a candle, of wavering and uncertain flame, and easily blown out, but...