Frases de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„El ocaso de una gran esperanza es como el ocaso del sol: con ella se extingue el esplendor de nuestra vida.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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„La clave del éxito depende sólo de lo que podamos hacer de la mejor manera posible.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„La perseverancia es un gran elemento del éxito, si tocas el tiempo suficiente con la fuerza necesaria la puerta, estarás seguro de despertar a alguien.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„Después del amor, lo más dulce es el odio“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„Lo bueno en los grandes poetas de todos los países no es lo que tienen de nacional, sino de universal.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„Si nosotros pudiéramos leer la historia secreta de nuestros enemigos, podríamos encontrar en la vida de cada uno de ellos tanta pena y tanto sufrimiento, que sería suficiente para desarmar cualquier hostilidad.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„Nos juzgamos a nosotros mismos por lo que no nos sentimos capaces de hacer, mientras que los demás nos juzgan por lo que hemos hecho.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„La mayoría de la gente tendría éxito en las pequeñas cosas si no estuviera tan preocupada por grandes ambiciones.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Otra versión: "Mucha gente triunfaría en menudas cosas si no estuvieran perturbados con grandes ambiciones."

„No confíes en el futuro por más placentero que sea. Deja que el tiempo pasado entierre a sus muertos. Actúa en el presente. Recuerda que si tú te ayudas, Dios te ayudará.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Variante: The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.

„Music is the universal language of mankind — poetry their universal pastime and delight.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, libro Outre-Mer

Outre-Mer.

„Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Hyperion http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/5436, Bk. III, Ch. IV (1839).
Variante: Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.
Contexto: "Ah! this beautiful world!" said Flemming, with a smile. "Indeed, I know not what to think of it. Sometimes it is all gladness and sunshine, and Heaven itself lies not far off. And then it changes suddenly; and is dark and sorrowful, and clouds shut out the sky. In the lives of the saddest of us, there are bright days like this, when we feel as if we could take the great world in our arms and kiss it. Then come the gloomy hours, when the fire will neither burn on our hearths nor in our hearts; and all without and within is dismal, cold, and dark. Believe me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad."

„The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,
And all the sweet serenity of books“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie

Part I, section 3.
Fuente: Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie (1847)

„My soul is full of longing
For the secret of the Sea,
And the heart of the great ocean
Sends a thrilling pulse through me.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Secret of the Sea, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

„If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Table-Talk (1857)
Fuente: The Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

„Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Ballads and Other Poems

Fuente: Ballads and Other Poems

„Ah, how wonderful is the advent of spring!“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Fuente: Kavanagh: A Tale (1849), Chapter 13.
Contexto: Ah, how wonderful is the advent of spring! — the great annual miracle of the blossoming of Aaron's rod, repeated on myriads and myriads of branches! — the gentle progression and growth of herbs, flowers, trees, — gentle and yet irrepressible, — which no force can stay, no violence restrain, like love, that wins its way and cannot be withstood by any human power, because itself is divine power. If spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change! But now the silent succession suggests nothing but necessity. To most men only the cessation of the miracle would be miraculous and the perpetual exercise of God's power seems less wonderful than its withdrawal would be.

„This divine madness enters more or less into all our noblest undertakings.“

—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Here Longfellow is translating or paraphrasing an expression attributed to a canon of Seville, also quoted as "we shall have a church so great and of such a kind that those who see it built will think we were mad".
Table-Talk (1857)
Contexto: "Let us build such a church, that those who come after us shall take us for madmen," said the old canon of Seville, when the great cathedral was planned. Perhaps through every mind passes some such thought, when it first entertains the design of a great and seemingly impossible action, the end of which it dimly foresees. This divine madness enters more or less into all our noblest undertakings.