Love is the heart s immortal thirst to be completely known and all forgiven. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
What is Friendship? Something deep That the heart can spend and keep: Wealth that greatens while we give, Praise that heartens us… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Every house where love abides And friendship is a guest, Is surely home, and home sweet home For there the heart can… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
If all the world were music, Our hearts would often long For one sweet strain of silence. To break the endless song. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
A peaceful man must fight For that which peace demands, Freedom and faith, honor and right, Defend with heart and hands. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
There are many kinds of love, as many kinds of light, And every kind of love makes a glory in the night.… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
For ever so our thoughtful hearts repeatOn fields of triumph dirges of defeat;And still we turn on gala-days to treadAmong the rustling… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Man said, "I am tired of kings! Sons of the robber-chiefs of yore, They make me pay for their lust and their… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
So in the heart, When, fading slowly down the past, Fond memories depart, And each that leaves it seems the last; Long… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
A flawless cup: how delicate and fine The flowing curve of every jewelled line! Look, turn it up or down, 'tis perfect… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
The worlds in which we live at heart are one, The world "I am," the fruit of "I have done"; And underneath… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Come, my friend, forget your foes, and leave your fears behind, And wander forth to try your luck, with cheerful, quiet mind;… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
There are two good rules which ought to be written on every heart - never to believe anything bad about anybody unless… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Thou wayfaring Jesus - a pilgrim and stranger, Exiled from heaven by love at Thy birth: Exiled again from Thy rest in… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
If all the skies were sunshine Our faces would be fain To feel once more upon them The cooling splash of rain.… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
So let the way wind up the hill or down, O’er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy; Still seeking what… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
Let me but find it in my heart to say, When vagrant wishes beckon me astray, "This is my work; my blessing,… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share Image
I know that Europe's wonderful, yet something seems to lack;The Past is too much with her, and the people looking back. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
The Bible does not profess to make men omniscient, but simply to tell them enough to make them happy and good, if they will… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
So in the heart, When, fading slowly down the past, Fond memories depart, And each that leaves it seems the last; Long after all… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
It is with rivers as it is with people: the greatest are not always the most agreeable nor the best to live with. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
A little while the rose, And after that the thorn; An hour of dewy morn, And then the glamour goes. Ah, love in beauty… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
Favorite People, Favorite Places, Favorite Memories of the past ... These are the joys of a lifetime Those are the things that last — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
Religion? Yes, I know it well; I've heard its prayers and creeds, And seen men put them all to shame with poor, half-hearted deeds.… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
It is better to desire the things we have than to have the things we desire. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
Lord, when my spirit shall return to thee, At the foot of a friendly tree let my body be buried, That this dust may… — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
In warlike pomp, with banners flowing, The regiments of autumn stood: I saw their gold and scarlet glowing From every hillside, every wood. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
There is a better thing than the observance of Christmas day, and that is, keeping Christmas. — Henry Van Dyke Copy Share
