Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
The child is father of the man.
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Faith is a passionate intuition.
But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.
That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
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.
Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
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.
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.
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind.