Quotes by : William C. Bryant

There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye There is no fragrance in April....

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.....

Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her....

Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the....

Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything in second place.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

Eloquence is the poetry of prose.

The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the....