Henry van Dyke

"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

"A friend is what the heart needs all the time."

- Henry van Dyke

""Have you ever observed a humming-bird moving about in an aerial dance among the flowers -- a living prismatic gem ... it is a creature of such fairy-like loveliness as to mock all description.""

- Henry van Dyke

"Use what talent you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best."

- Henry van Dyke

"There is a better thing than the observance of Christmas day, and that is, keeping Christmas."

- Henry van Dyke

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

- Henry van Dyke

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

- Henry van Dyke

"Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse."

- Henry van Dyke

"The day of joy returns, Father in Heaven, and crowns another year with peace and good will. Help us rightly to remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in the song of the angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and the worship of the wisemen."

- Henry van Dyke

"Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling."

- Henry van Dyke

""Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.""

- Henry van Dyke

"Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received."

- Henry van Dyke

"Use what talents you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best."

- Henry van Dyke

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

- Henry van Dyke

"I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone." Gone where? Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast, hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me -- not in her. And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone," there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" And that is dying..."

- Henry van Dyke