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James Russell Lowell Quotes


An American Romantic poet, critic, satirist, writer, diplomat, and abolitionist.
(1819 - 1891)

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'Tis heaven alone that is given away; it is only God may be had for the asking.
[Prayer]
 

A ginooine statesman should be on his guard, if he must hev beliefs, not to b'lieve 'em too hard.
[Politicians]
 

A great man is made up of qualities that meet or make great occasions.
 

A poet must needs be before his own age, to be even with posterity.
[Poetry]
 

A sneer is the weapon of the weak. Like other devil's weapons, it is always cunningly ready to our hand, and there is more poison in the handle than in the point.
 

A stray hair, by its continued irritation, may give more annoyance than a smart blow.
[Trifles]
 

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a man eyes.
 

A wise skepticism is the first attribute of a good critic.
 

Ah, men do not know how much strength is in poise, That he goes the farthest who goes far enough.
[Wisdom]
 

All free governments, whatever their name, are in reality governments by public opinion; and it is on the quality of this public opinion that their prosperity depends.
[Government]
 

All men who know not where to look for truth save in the narrow well of self, will find their own image at the bottom and mistake it for what they are seeking.
 

All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
[Action]
 

An appeal to the reason of the people has never been known to fail in the long run.
 

An umbrella is of no avail against a Scotch mist.
 

And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays.
 

As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
 

Before man made us citizens, great Nature made us men.
 

Blessed are they who have nothing to say, and who cannot be persuaded to say it.
[Blessed]
 

Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
 

Borrowed garments never keep one warm. A curse goes with them, as with Harry Gill's blankets. Nor can one get smuggled goods safely into kingdom come. How lank and pitiful does one of these gentry look, after posterity's customs-officers have had the plucking of him!
[Plagiarism]
 


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