Some of us must wait for the best human gifts until we come to heavenly places. Our natural desire for musical utterance is perhaps a prophecy that in a perfect world we shall all know how to sing. Lucy Larcom desiregiftheavenly Change image and share on social
I remember how beautiful the Merrimac looked to me in childhood, the first true river I ever knew; it opened upon my sight and wound its way through my heart like a dream realized; its harebells, its rocks, and its rapids, are far more fixed in my memory than anything about the sea. Lucy Larcom beautifulchildhooddream share on social
Whoever claims to understand another person completely, is either entirely ignorant of himself, or else has a nature so small that he can measure it easily, and supposes it to be the standard of every other nature. Lucy Larcom claimcompletelyeasily share on social
A journal of the 'subjective' kind I have always thought foolish, as nurturing a morbid self -consciousness in the writer; and yet, alone so much as I am, it is well to have some sort of a ventilator from the interior. Lucy Larcom consciousnessfoolishinterior share on social
Few parents are aware of the difficulties that beset the minds of the little philosophers and theologians who sit upon their knees or play at their feet; and many a parent could not comprehend the disturbance, if he were aware of it. Lucy Larcom awarebesetcomprehend share on social
Rich or poor, every child comes into the world with some imperative need of its own, which shapes its individuality. Lucy Larcom childimperativeindividuality Change image and share on social
I am willing to make any part of my life public, if it will help others. Lucy Larcom lifemakepart Change image and share on social
If the world's a veil of tears, Smile till rainbows span it. Lucy Larcom rainbowsmilespan Change image and share on social
Our relatives form the natural setting of our childhood. We understand ourselves best and are best understood by others through the persons who came nearest to us in our earliest years. Lucy Larcom childhoodearlyform Change image and share on social
If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it. Lucy Larcom coldfirekindle Change image and share on social