Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Download Open image “The bravest are the tenderest.” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.0 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
The Braves took some flak when they made me the number one pick. There were critics. — Chipper Jones Copy Share Image
I was a really big - I was a big fan of pitching staffs in general growing up, not necessarily teams. So I liked… — Trevor Bauer Copy Share Image
Braves fans are one-of-a-kind. Your passion to win comes close to equaling that of the players that go out on the field each and… — Tim Hudson Copy Share Image
No. 1, these guys out here on this field. They keep my energy level up. They try hard, they don't complain about things -… — Frank Robinson Copy Share Image
It feels good to be able to contribute, eat innings, provide some rest for the bullpen. — Gerrit Cole Copy Share Image
You know, we were going through the playoffs every year with the Braves. — John Smoltz Copy Share Image
The spring came suddenly, bursting upon the world as a child bursts into a room, with a laugh and a shout and hands full… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
In old age our bodies are worn-out instruments, on which the soul tries in vain to play the melodies of youth. But because the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“ Endymion The rising moon has hid the stars; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows brown between.… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“ Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers,— Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Heights by great men reached and kept were not obtained by sudden flight but, while their companions slept, they were toiling upward in the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Ah, how skillful grows the hand That obeyeth Love's command! It is the heart, and not the brain, That to the highest doth attain,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
