Arthur Hugh Clough Quotes

Say not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been, things remain ... For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And no by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light, In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But, westward, look, the land is bright.

I say to myself, sometimes the tide is just out. But it always comes back in again.

I have often ... looked at that sun behind the President, without being able to tell whether it was rising or setting. But now, at length, I have the happiness to know that it is a rising sun and not a setting sun.

The storm will pass and the sun will rise again.

Time is on the side of all things good.

Even places that have been shrouded in darkness for billions of years can be illuminated. Even a stone from the bottom of a river can be used to produce fire. Our present sufferings, no matter how dark, have certainly not continued for billions of years--nor will they linger forever. The sun will definitely rise. In fact, its ascent has already begun.

Things will get easier, people's minds will change, and you should be alive to see it.

I'm no reformer; for I see more lightThan darkness in the world; mine eyes are quickTo catch the first dim radiance of the dawn,And slow to note the cloud that threatens storm.

I propose changing fear for hope. I propose changing Mexico.

Ideally, I'm also sending a message that everything passes, even hope, and sometimes you have to be patient while you wait for it to come back around again.

We carry a new world here, in our hearts. That world is growing this minute.

Let us not curse the darkness. Let us kindle little lights.

After all, tomorrow is another day.

It is the style of idealism to console itself for the loss of something old with the ability to gape at something new.

Action and reaction, ebb and flow, trial and error, change - this is the rhythm of living. Out of our over-confidence, fear; out of our fear, clearer vision, fresh hope. And out of hope, progress.

I feel that its our children who do give us hope because they are the ones who are going to save the world.

Every day you must arise and say to your heart, I have suffered enough and now I must live because the light of the sun must not be wasted, it must not be lost without an eye to appreciate it.

I've got to admit it's getting better. It's a little better all the time.

Every pessimist who ever lived has been buried in an unmarked grave. Tomorrow has always been better than today, and it always will be.

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.

Obama is the New Generation and the hot light of a dawn that goes way beyond clever talk of morning in America.

Today is a new day for the land.

Hope springs eternal, even in politics.

For the first time in my adult lifetime, I am really proud of my country. And not just because Barack has done well, but because I think people are hungry for change. And I have been desperate to see our country moving in that direction.

We are now on the threshold of a newer movement, with a newer hope and a new inspiration.