Henry Van Dyke citáty

„Ne dar, ale ta myšlenka je to, co se počítá.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

„Jsou jen dvě cesty, jak žít svůj život. Jedna je, jako by nic nebyl zázrak. Druhá je, jako by všechno byl zázrak.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

„Někteří lidé se tak bojí smrti, že ani nezačnou žít.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Originál: (en) Many people are so afraid to die that they have never begun to live.
Zdroj: [van Dyke, Henry, 1921, The works of Henry Van Dyke, Svazek 15, C. Scribner's Sons, 88, anglicky]

„How often a man has cause to return thanks for the enthusiasms of his friends! They are the little fountains that run down from the hills to refresh the mental desert of the despondent.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

The White Blot
The Ruling Passion http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext97/rlpsn10.txt (1901)

„O brave flag, O bright flag, O flag to lead the free!
The glory of thy silver stars,
Engrailed in blue above the bars
Of red for courage, white for truth,
Has brought the world a second youth
And drawn a hundred million hearts to follow after thee.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Who Follow the Flag, Phi Kappa Beta Ode, Harvard University (June 30, 1910).

„Time Is…
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice,
But for those who love,
Time is Eternity.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Time Is
Undated
Zdroj: Time Is...
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice,
But for those who love,
Time is Eternity. (Music and Other Poems, 1904)

„The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Fisherman's Luck http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext97/fshlk10.txt, ch. 5 (1899)
Kontext: The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.

„Oh, London is a man’s town, there’s power in the air;
And Paris is a woman’s town, with flowers in her hair;
And it’s sweet to dream in Venice, and it’s great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living, there is no place like home.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Varianta: Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;
And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;
And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living there is no place like home.
Zdroj: America for Me (1909), Lines 9-12.

„Be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

„The woods would be quiet if no bird sang but the one that sang best.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

The following information is from the following site: http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Talento , the fourth entry, which gives the citation as (( Henry van Dyke quoted in "Handicapped Individuals Services and Training Act: hearing before the Subcommittee on Select Education of the Committee on Education and Labor, House of Representatives, Ninety-seventh Congress, second session, on HR 6820 … hearing held in St. Paul, Minn., and Loretto, Minn. on September 2, 1982. "-. 223 Page, United States. Congress. House. Committee on Education and Labor. Subcommittee on Select Education - USGPO, 1982 - 257 pages ))
Quoted by Tor Dahl in the document cited https://hdl.handle.net/2027/pur1.32754076335276?urlappend=%3Bseq=229.
A very similar quote appears in an essay entitled "Do What You Can" by "Little Home Body" in the The Phrenological Journal and Life Illustrated, Volumes 62-63 (August 1876): "The woods would be very silent if no birds sang there but those that sang best" but states "I know not who said those beautiful words"
However, the quote may have been misattributed to Henry Van Dyke. In "The Two Vocations or the sisters of mercy at home" by Elizabeth Charles (1858) p.34 the following appears: "'Dear Jean', she said,'the woods would be very silent if no bird sang but those that sing best' "
Attributed
Varianta: Use what talent you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best.

„Some succeed because they are destined to, but most succeed because they are determined to.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

„Genius is talent set on fire by courage.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

„Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

„To be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars- to be satisfied with your possessions but not content with yourself until you have made the best of them- to despise nothing in the world except falsehood and meanness, and to fear nothing except cowardice- to be governed by you admirations rather than by your disgusts- to covet nothing that is your neighbors except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners- to think seldom of your enemies, often of your friends, and every day of Christ; to spend as much time as you can in God's out-of doors- these are the little guideposts on the footpaths to peace.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Footpaths to Peace.

„Four things a man must learn to do
If he would make his record true:
To think without confusion clearly;
To love his fellow-men sincerely;
To act from honest motives purely;
To trust in God and Heaven securely.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

"Four Things," Poems, vol. 1 (vol. 9 of The Works of Henry Van Dyke) (1920).

„But often faltering feet
Come surest to the goal;
And they who walk in darkness meet
The sunrise of the soul.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Reliance, st. 2.

„I'm only wishing to go a-fishing;
For this the month of May was made.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Prelude
Little Rivers http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext98/ltrvs10.txt (1895)

„And yet there is an anger that purifies the heart:
The anger of the better against the baser part,
Against the false and wicked, against the tyrant's sword,
Against the enemies of love, and all that hate the Lord.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Righteous Wrath, st. 2 (January 1918).

„Not to the swift, the race:
Not to the strong, the fight:
Not to the righteous, perfect grace:
Not to the wise, the light.“

—  Henry Van Dyke

Reliance http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/2226.html, st. 1 (1904)