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The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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I've always said I want a farmer, not a hunter. Hunters go for the kill and they move on. A farmer nurtures; he watches things grow. ↗

— Eva Longoria

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All human beings are commingled out of good and evil. ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

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