Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Such was his love of life, — of what he called the sweet habitude of being!”

“Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship Let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!”

“O friend! O best of friends! Thy absence more Than the impending night darkens the landscape o'er!”

“Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.”