Classics Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Download Open image ““Unasked, Unsought, Love gives itself but is not bought”” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Classics Love Poetry
“Love is not a contractual exchange. Love is given with no expectation of return. Love does not keep a ledger.” — Rod Dreher Copy Share Image
“Was this love in its purest form, unrequited yet all-consuming and unselfish?” — Jacqueline Patricks Copy Share Image
“Love -- real, genuine, unasked-for-love -- made room for more of itself, it turned out. Love, when freely given, duplicates and multiplies.” — Nathan Hill, The Nix Copy Share Image
“...unrequited love does not die; it's only beaten down to a secret place where it hides, curled and wounded. For some unfortunates, it turns… — Elle Newmark Copy Share Image
“you can't buy love and you can't sell it,all u can do is feel it,embrace it,and share it” — Alvin Chris Copy Share Image
“Unrequited love is the sharpest, most bitter love of all. But it is still love.” — Tony McFadden 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
“So it is that in our world hopes are thwarted at every turn and the people's lot is always pain.” — Royall Tyler Copy Share Image
Professors of classics - not even a professor of English - professors of classics, they're something sacred; it's almost like being a priest. — Erich Segal Copy Share Image
“You don't know what your life is, nor what you're doing, nor who you are.” — Euripides Copy Share Image
I like a lot of movies. I like all types of genres. I like the classics - comedy, action. — Danny Green Copy Share Image
“Poirot, watching him, felt suddenly a doubt--an uncomfortable twinge. Was there, here, something that he had missed? Some richness of the spirit? Sadness crept… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“Betsy was so full of joy that she had to be alone. She went upstairs to her bedroom and sat down on Uncle Keith's… — Maud Hart Lovelace Copy Share Image
“Sin is the only real colour-element left in modern life.' 'You really must not say things like that before Dorian, Harry.' 'Before which Dorian?… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“They always looked back before turning the corner, for their mother was always at the window to nod and smile, and wave her hand… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
I can trace my interest in modern classics to the summer before art college. — Emma Healey Copy Share Image
