Quotes by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth

Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudit >>

When a great man dies, for years the light he leaves behind him, lies >>

Ah, to build, to build! That is the noblest art of all the arts. Paint >>

Quotations about Progress

Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, be >>

New roads; new ruts. >>

Enthusiastic partisans of the idea of progress are in danger of failin >>

It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought! Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery; we build where monsters used to hide themselves.

Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth