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William Wordsworth - From the Aging category:
And yet the wiser mind / Mourns less for what age takes away / Than what it leaves behind. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Art category:
Laying out grounds may be considered a liberal art, in some sort like poetry and painting. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Beginning category:
To begin, begin. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Books category:
Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, / Are a substantial world, both pure and good. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Business category:
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Colour category:
My heart leaps up when I behold / A Rainbow in the sky: (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Confidence category:
A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays / And confident tomorrows. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Courage category:
Though nothing can bring back the hour /Of splendor in the grass, or glory in the flower /We will grieve not, rather find /Strength in what remains behind. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Criticism category:
Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Destiny category:
Whether we be young or old, / Our destiny, our being's heart and home, / Is with infinitude, and only there; (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Drunkenness category:
The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Earth category:
There was a time when meadow, grove and stream, / The earth and every common sight, / To me did seem / Apparelled in celestial light, /The glory and the freshness of a dream. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Ego category:
What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Emotion category:
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Faith category:
Faith is a passionate intuition. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Fear category:
What are fears but voices airy? / Whispering harm where harm is not. / And deluding the unwary / Till the fatal bolt is shot! (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Freedom category:
Me this unchartered freedom tires; / I feel the weight of chance-desires: / My hopes no more must change their name, / I long for a repose that ever is the same. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Freedom category:
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Gratitude category:
Rest and be thankful. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Habit category:
- Ecclesiastical Sonnets, 1822...
Habit rules the unreflecting herd. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Harmony category:
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Harmony category:
The ocean is a mighty harmonist. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Hope category:
With hope it is, hope that can never die, / Effort, and expectation, and desire, / And something evermore about to be. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Imagination category:
Imagination! lifting up itself / Before the eye and progress of my Song... (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Innocence category:
The child is father of the man: And I could wish my days to be / Bound each to each by natural piety. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Joy category:
We have within ourselves / Enough to fill the present day with joy, / And overspread the future years with hope. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Knowledge category:
One impulse from a vernal wood / May teach you more of man, / Of moral evil and of good, / Than all the ages can. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Life category:
Is there not an art, a music, and a stream of words that shalt be life, the acknowledged voice of life? (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Life category:
The little unremembered acts of kindness and love are the best parts of a person's life. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Light category:
Come forth into the light of things. Let nature be your teacher. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Listening category:
I listened, motionless and still; / And, as I mounted up the hill, / The music in my heart I bore, / Long after it was heard no more. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Loneliness category:
I wandered lonely as a cloud / That floats on high o'er vales and hills, / When all at once I saw a crowd, / A host, of golden daffodils. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Love category:
Love betters what is best. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Movement category:
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Music category:
Soft is the music that would charm for ever; / The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Nature category:
I have learned / To look on nature, not as in the hour / Of thoughtless youth; but hearing often-times / The still, sad music of humanity. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Nature category:
Nature never did betray / The heart that loved her. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Nature category:
Wherever nature led: more like a man / Flying from something that he dreads, than one / Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then / ...pleasures of my boyish days... all gone by / To me was all in all. –I cannot paint / What then I was... (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Pleasure category:
Pleasure is spread through the earth in stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Poetry category:
A great poet ought to a certain degree to rectify men's feelings... to render their feelings more sane, pure and permanent, in short, more consonant to Nature. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Poetry category:
Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge - it is as immortal as the heart of man. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Power category:
The world is too much with us; late and soon, / Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; / Little we see in Nature that is ours; / We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Relaxation category:
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Sadness category:
To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Searching category:
What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Seeing category:
The things which I have seen I now can see no more. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Senses category:
The eye - it cannot choose but see; / We cannot bid the ear be still; / Our bodies feel, where'er they be, / Against or with our will. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Sleep category:
The silence that is in the starry sky, / The sleep that is among the lonely hills. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Solitude category:
When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign in solitude. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Solitude category:
For oft, when on my couch I lie in vacant or in pensive mood they flash upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Suffering category:
Not without hope we suffer and we mourn. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Suffering category:
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark / And shares the nature of infinity. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Thought category:
Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Time category:
Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present to live better in the future. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Wisdom category:
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Wonder category:
Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none; / Look up a second time, and, one by one, / You mark them twinkling out with silvery light, / And wonder how they could elude the sight! (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Words category:
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart... (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Words category:
A word is not the same with one writer as it is with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket. (William Wordsworth)
William Wordsworth - From the Writing category:
Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great and original, must himself create the taste by which he is to be relished. (William Wordsworth)
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