18 Lucy Larcom Quotes For You To Enjoy

Lucy Larcom

American Poet

Born: Mar 5, 1824

Died: Apr 17, 1893

Every God Love Me Nature World

Related authors: Edgar Allan Poe Emily Dickinson Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Maya Angelou Ralph Waldo Emerson Robert Frost T. S. Eliot Walt Whitman

What is the meaning of 'gossip?' Doesn't it originate with sympathy, an interest in one's neighbor, degenerating into idle curiosity and love of tattling? Which is worse, this habit, or keeping one's self so absorbed intellectually as to forget the sufferings and cares of others, to lose sympathy through having too much to think about? Lucy Larcom

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Like a plant that starts up in showers and sunshine and does not know which has best helped it to grow, it is difficult to say whether the hard things or the pleasant things did me the most good. Lucy Larcom

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There is something in the place where we were born that holds us always by the heart-strings. Lucy Larcom

Born Something Always Were Where Holds Place Us

From the first opening of our eyes, it is the light that attracts us. We clutch aimlessly with our baby fingers at the gossamer-motes in the sunbeam, and we die reaching out after an ineffable blending of earthly and heavenly beauty which we shall never fully comprehend. Lucy Larcom

Eyes Light First Beauty Baby Our Earthly Sunbeam Out Comprehend Fingers Shall Never Blending Opening Reaching Attracts Ineffable Die Heavenly After Which Clutch Us Fully

A friend is a beloved mystery; dearest always because he is not ourself, and has something in him which it is impossible for us to fathom. If it were not so, friendship would lose its chief zest. Lucy Larcom

We were not meant to mask ourselves before our fellow-beings, but to be, through our human forms, true and clear utterances of the spirit within. Since God gave us these bodies, they must have been given us as guides to Him and revealers of Him. Lucy Larcom

Every phase of our life belongs to us. The moon does not, except in appearance, lose her first thin, luminous curve, nor her silvery crescent, in rounding to her full. The woman is still both child and girl, in the completeness of womanly character. Lucy Larcom

Life Character Woman Moon Girl First Lose Every Our Completeness Both Except Does Still Nor Womanly Child Curve Us Full Appearance Rounding Luminous Thin Her Phase Belongs

One mistake with beginners in writing is, that they think it important to spin out something long. It is a great deal better not to write more than a page or two, unless you have something to say, and can write it correctly. Lucy Larcom

A journal of the 'subjective' kind I have always thought foolish, as nurturing a morbid self -consciousness in the writer; and yet, alone so much as I am, it is well to have some sort of a ventilator from the interior. Lucy Larcom

Alone Interior Nurturing Thought Kind Some Morbid Foolish Writer Self Journal Self-Consciousness Well Sort Always Am Subjective Much Consciousness

God be thanked for the thinkers of good and noble thoughts! It wakes up all the best in ourselves, to come into close contact with others greater and better in every way than we are. Lucy Larcom

God Best Good Thoughts Better Every Others Way Ourselves Contact Noble Come Greater Wakes Up Close Than Thinkers

When I heard that there were artists, I wished I could some time be one. If I could only make a rose bloom on paper, I thought I should be happy! Or if I could at last succeed in drawing the outline of winter-stripped boughs as I saw them against the sky, it seemed to me that I should be willing to spend years in trying. Lucy Larcom

Time Me Be Happy Happy Sky Thought Rose Spend Saw Paper Drawing Willing Some Seemed Outline Only Could Wished Make Were Years Heard Bloom Trying Artists Against Succeed Them If I Could Should Last

A complete autobiography would indeed be a picture of the outer and inner universe photographed upon one little life's consciousness. For does not the whole world, seen and unseen, go to the making up of every human being? Lucy Larcom

Life Human Being World Seen Picture Every Universe Complete Indeed Photographed Would Outer Unseen Does Making Making Up Go Up Human Autobiography Being Little Whole Consciousness Inner

The first real unhappiness I remember to have felt was when some one told me, one day, that I did not love God. I insisted, almost tearfully, that I did; but I was told that if I did truly love Him I should always be good. I knew I was not that, and the feeling of sudden orphanage came over me like a bewildering cloud. Lucy Larcom

Love God Good Day Me Remember First Feeling Cloud One Day Some Insisted Knew Almost Over Bewildering Like Him Felt Always Real Came Truly Did Unhappiness Should Sudden Orphanage

Let us not depreciate Earth. There is no atom in it but is alive and astir in the all-penetrating splendor of God. From the infinitesimal to the infinite, everything is striving to express the thought of His Presence with which it overflows. Lucy Larcom

God Thought Everything Earth Alive Striving Atom Splendor His Infinite Which Depreciate Us Express Let Us Presence

Few parents are aware of the difficulties that beset the minds of the little philosophers and theologians who sit upon their knees or play at their feet; and many a parent could not comprehend the disturbance, if he were aware of it. Lucy Larcom

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