77 Quotes by Nathaniel Parker Willis

Flirtation is a circulating library, in which we seldom ask twice for the same volume.

Blessed are the joymakers.

How like a mounting devil in the heart rules the unreined ambition.

It is the month of June, The month of leaves and roses, When pleasant sights salute the eyes And pleasant scents the noses.

Your love in a cottage is hungry, Your vine is a nest for flies- Your milkmaid shocks the Graces, And simplicity talks of pies! You lie down to your shady slumber And wake with a bug in your ear, And your damsel that walks in the morning Is shod like a mountaineer.

One lamp — thy mother’s love — amid the stars Shall lift its pure flame changeless, and before The throne of God, burn through eternity - Holy — as it was lit and lent thee here.

Vulgarity is more obvious in satin than in homespun.

The soul of man createth its own destiny.

The perfect world, by Adam trod, Was the first temple--built by God-- His fiat laid the corner stone, And heaved its pillars, one by one.