Nathaniel Parker Willis
Nathaniel Parker Willis
Nathaniel Parker Willis, also known as N. P. Willis, was an American author, poet and editor who worked with several notable American writers including Edgar Allan Poe and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. He became the highest-paid magazine writer of his day. For a time, he was the employer of former slave and future writer Harriet Jacobs. His brother was the composer Richard Storrs Willis and his sister Sara wrote under the name Fanny Fern...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth20 January 1806
CountryUnited States of America
If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love.
The children of the poor are so apt to look as if the rich would have been over-blest with such! Alas for the angel capabilities, interrupted so soon with care, and with after life so sadly unfulfilled.
A lamp is lit in woman's eye; that souls, else lost on earth, remember angels by.
Press on! for in the grave there is no work and no device. Press on! while yet you may.
At present there is no distinction among the upper ten thousand of the city.
Like Melrose Abbey, large cities should especially be viewed by moonlight.
The rain is playing its soft pleasant tune fitfully on the skylight, and the shade of the fast-flying clouds across my book passed with delicate change.
Maturity is most rapid in the low latitudes, where pineapples and women most do thrive.
Gentleness is the great point to be obtained in the study of manners.
Nature has thrown a veil of modest beauty over maidenhood and moss-roses.
Pitch a lucky man into the Nile, says the Arabian proverb, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth!
We may believe that we shall know each other's forms hereafter; and in the bright fields of the better land call the lost dead to us.
There is no divining-rod whose dip shall tell us at twenty what we shall most relish at thirty.
If e'er I win a parting token, 'Tis something that has lost its power-- A chain that has been used and broken, A ruin'd glove, a faded flower; Something that makes my pleasure less, Something that means--forgetfulness.