Every phase of our life belongs to us. The moon does not, except in appearance, lose her first thin, luminous curve, nor her silvery crescent, in rounding to her full. The woman is still both child and girl, in the completeness of womanly character. Lucy Larcom appearancebelongcharacter share on social
Religion is life inspired by Heavenly Love; and life is something fresh and cheerful and vigorous. Lucy Larcom cheerfulfreshheavenly Change image and share on social
From the first opening of our eyes, it is the light that attracts us. We clutch aimlessly with our baby fingers at the gossamer-motes in the sunbeam, and we die reaching out after an ineffable blending of earthly and heavenly beauty which we shall never fully comprehend. Lucy Larcom aimlesslyattractbaby share on social
I defied the machinery to make me its slave. Its incessant discords could not drown the music of my thoughts if I would let them fly high enough. Lucy Larcom defydiscorddrown 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
There is something in the place where we were born that holds us always by the heart-strings. Lucy Larcom bearhearthold Change image and share on social
God be thanked for the thinkers of good and noble thoughts! It wakes up all the best in ourselves, to come into close contact with others greater and better in every way than we are. Lucy Larcom closecontactgod Change image and share on social
The soul, cramped among the petty vexations of Earth, needs to keep its windows constantly open to the invigorating air of large and free ideas: and what thought is so grand as that of an ever-present God, in whom all that is vital in humanity breathes and grows? Lucy Larcom airbreatheconstantly 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