255 Quotes by John Greenleaf Whittier

It is no use trying to sum people up. One must follow hints, not exactly what is said, nor yet entirely what is done.

The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.

God's colors all are fast.

For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: 'It might have been!

Talk not of sad November, when a day / Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon, / And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June, / Stirs the brown grasses and the leafless spray.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.'

So Nature keeps the reverent frame / With which her years began, / And all her signs and voices shame / The prayerless heart of man.

Death moulded into calm completeness the status of his life.

For each and all I bid thee a grateful welcome home.