There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow consciousnessflutterholy Change image and share on social
Something attempted, something done, Has earned a nights repose. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow attemptearnnight Change image and share on social
It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow beautifulcharacterevil Change image and share on social
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow capablefeeljudge Change image and share on social
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow griefspeak Change image and share on social
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow rainthing Change image and share on social
The nearer the dawn the darker the night. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow darkdawnnear Change image and share on social
A thought often makes us hotter than a fire. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow firehotmake Change image and share on social
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow darknessdistantlife share on social
Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ambitionbreasthigh Change image and share on social
