What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out.
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.
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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.
Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers.
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
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.
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.
The child is father of the man.
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.