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

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn so change of studies a dull brain.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As Unto the bow the cord is, So unto the man is woman;Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows:Useless each without the other.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Awake! Arise! The hour is late! Angels are knocking at thy door! They are in haste and cannot wait, And once departed come no more. Awake! Arise! The athlete's arm Loses its strength by too much rest;The fallow land, the untilled farm Produces only weeds at best.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Being all fashioned of the self-same dust. Let us be merciful as well as just.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be noble in every thought And in every deed!

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be still, sad heart! And cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be still, sad heart! And cease repining;Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be still sad heart and cease repining Behind the clouds is the sun still shining Thy fate is the common fate of all Into each life some rain must fall Some days must be dark and dreary.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow