Leigh Hunt Quotes

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace And saw within the moonlight in his room Making it rich and like a lily in bloom An angel writing in a book of gold Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold And to the presence in the room he said - "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head And with a look made all of sweet accord Answered "The names of those who love the Lord."

The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing.

Patience and gentleness is power.

And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

Stolen kisses are always sweetest.

Whatever evil befalls us we ought to ask ourselves ... how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion from one bitter root to raise perhaps many flowers.

It is a delicious moment certainly that of being well-nestled in bed and feeling that you shall drop gently to sleep. The good is to come not past the limbs are tired enough to render the remaining in one posture delightful the labor of the day is gone.

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace.