Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not, and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny for it is destiny.

A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close, Something attempted, something done has earned a night's repose.

Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined, Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.

The sky is filled with stars invisible by day.

Men of genius are often dull and inert in society, as the blazing meteor when it descends to earth is only a stone.

Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach, we are never satisfied.

Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors than from his virtues.

Evil is only good perverted.

Therefore trust to thy heart and to what the world calls illusions.

The human voice is the organ of the soul.

For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself though in another dress And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars invisible by day.

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

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall.

Look not mournfully into the past it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.

Into each life some rain must fall.

Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.