Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882)
Poet
- Art is the child of Nature.
- Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
- Let us, then, be up and doing.
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
- Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night's repose.
- Source: The Village Blacksmith
- One half of the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream.
- Look, then, into thine heart, and write!
- Source: Voices of the Night