James Russell Lowell

James Russell Lowell

James Russell Lowell (February 22, 1819 – August 12, 1891) was an American Romantic poet, critic, editor, and diplomat. He is associated with the Fireside Poets, a group of New England writers who were among the first American poets that rivaled the popularity of British poets. 

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The mind can weave itself warmly in the cocoon of its own thoughts and dwell a hermit anywhere.

Endurance is the crowning quality And patience all the passion of great hearts.

In creating the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.

And what is so rare as a day in June? Then if ever come perfect days.

Truth after all wears a different face to everybody and it would be too tedious to wait till all were agreed.

Fate loves the fearless.

I have always been of the mind that in a democracy manners are the only effective weapons against the bowie-knife.

Reputation is only a candle of wavering and uncertain flame and easily blown out but it is the light by which the world looks for and finds merit.

Greatly begin. Though thou have time but for a line be that sublime. Not failure but low aim is crime.

In the ocean of baseness the deeper we get the easier the sinking.

If youth be a defect it is one that we outgrow only too soon.

Usually when people are sad they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry they bring about a change.

What men prize most is a privilege even if it be that of chief mourner at a funeral.

Democracy gives every man the right to be his own oppressor.

The eye is the notebook of the poet.

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

Toward no crimes have men shown themselves so cold- bloodedly cruel as in punishing differences of belief.

Democracy is the form of government that gives every man the right to be his own oppressor.

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

Sincerity is impossible unless it pervade the whole being and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character.

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