O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowRead
This is the place. Stand still, my steed,- Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy past The forms that once have been.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the importance of pausing to remember and reflect on the past.
In this quote, Longfellow emphasizes the value of stillness and contemplation as a means of connecting with memories and experiences that have shaped one's present. By urging the steed to stand still, he creates a moment of introspection, allowing oneself to summon the shadows of the past, which may hold wisdom and insights that guide one's journey forward.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a reflective meeting about lessons learned from past projects.
O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.
God is not dead; nor doth He sleep; ... _x000D_ The wrong shall fail,_x000D_ The right prevail,_x000D_ With peace on earth, good will to men.
In the long run men hit only what they aim at.
I roamed the countryside searching for answers to things I did not understand. Why shells existed on the tops of mountains. How the various circles of water form around the spot which has been struck by a stone, and why a bird sustains itself in the air.
Ah! How I hate the crimes of the new generation: they are dry and sterile as darnel.
You must find your treasure in order to make sense of everything you discovered on the path.
At the end, we're kind of observers - creative people, I mean. I feel like an observer, and I'm pretty much able to step out of things and see how things are playing out.
You will never glory in God till first of all God has killed your glorying in yourself.
Size is not a reality, but a construct of the mind; and space a construct to contain constructs.
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