Top 15 James Russell Lowell Quotes

Fate loves the fearless.

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

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;
Whether we look, or whether we listen,
We hear life murmur, or see it glisten;

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

A wise man travels to discover himself.

Whatever you may be sure of, be sure of this, that you are dreadfully like other people.

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

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.

A sneer is the weapon of the weak.

The nurse of full-grown souls is solitude.

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

Nature fits all her children with something to do, he who would write and can't write, can surely review.

Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or by the handle.

Not what we give,
But what we share,
For the gift
without the giver
Is bare.

Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.