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William Wordsworth

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The marble index of a mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Methought I say the footsteps of a throne. - William Wordsworth,
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH For a moment of night we have a glimpse of ourselves and of our world islanded in a stream of stars ...
HENRY BESTON Cambridge has seen many strange sights. It has seen Wordsworth drunk, it has seen Porson sober. I am...
A. E. HOUSMAN There are works of literature whose influence is strong but indirect because it is mediated through ...
J. M. COETZEE we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particular
way in which we have been ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Anna Scott: Can I stay for a while? William: You can stay forever.
NOTTING HILL Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than either thou...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH You can put the human mind and body into strange states through the use of alien environments.
STEVEN MAGEE Anna Scott: Can I stay for a while?
William: You can stay forever.
NOTTING HILL If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
ALFRED TENNYSON It makes you wonder why the human race can be so selfish and self-centered sometimes, when on cold w...
GARY F EVANS... If we are alone, we become more alone. Life is strange
PAULO COELHO As I thought I had travelled through life long enough alone and thought it was about time to take a ...
CALAMITY JANE Burly, dozing humblebee, Where thou art is clime for me. Let them sail for Porto Rique, ...
RALPH WALDO EMERSON The key to all strange things is in thy heart..../ My spirit has come home, that sailed the doubtful...
COUNTEE CULLEN The mind of the performer is a very strange thing.
JAMES GALWAY A million things went through my mind in a second. I thought somebody took him.
ISADORA COCCO The mind, that ocean where each kind / Does straight its own resemblance find; / Yet it creates, tra...
ANDREW MARVELL Any idea, plan, or purpose may be placed in the mind through repetition of thought.
NAPOLEON HILL Any idea, plan, or purpose may be placed in the mind through repetition of thought.
NAPOLEON HILL Any ideas, plan, or purpose may be placed in the mind through repetition of thought.
NAPOLEON HILL Any ideas, plan, or purpose may be placed in the mind through repetition of thought
NAPOLEON HILL No really great man ever thought himself so. - William Hazlitt,
WILLIAM HAZLITT She fed him scraps from her ragbag because words were all that were left now. Perhaps he could use t...
KATE ATKINSON William Shatner is living proof that if you are talented and nice, you can work in this industry for...
LISA LAMPANELLI As the geometer intently seeks
to square the circle, but he cannot reach, through thought on th...
DANTE ALIGHIERI Trevor climbed once again to the land of the living, naked except for an antique gas mask strapped t...
JAKE VANDER-ARK I take much pleasure in being alone
but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI Life does not consist mainly - or even largely - of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the ...
MARK TWAIN It is a far, far better thing to have a firm anchor in nonsense than to put on the troubled seas of ...
JOHN KENNETH GALBRAITH A ray of light made a rainbow through the mist. [His] words had given her a small glimmer of hope �...
RACHEL SKATVOLD To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.
FREYA STARK I thought I'd be a success even back in the mailroom at William Morris.
DAVID GEFFEN What kind of wife would I be if I left your father simply because he was dead?
JESS WALTER It is a far, far better thing to have a firm anchor in nonsense than to put out on the troubled seas...
JOHN KENNETH GALBRAITH Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the st...
MARK TWAIN Since 'tis Nature's law to change, Constancy alone is strange
JOHN WILMOT (2ND EARL OF ROCHESTER) The man who voyages strange seas must of necessity be a little unsure of himself. It is the man with...
FRED HOYLE Still seems it strange, that thou shouldst live forever? Is it less strange, that thou shouldst live...
EDWARD YOUNG I had always thought that I was fine with being alone. Halfway through high school, I moved from Bra...
J.M. RICHARDS Action is transitory a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle, this way or that 'Tis done, and in the ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The child is father of the man
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH All things that love the sun are out of doors.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Strongest mindsAre often those of whom the noisy worldHears least.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH We learned in the university to consider Wordsworth and Keats as Romantics. They were only a generat...
THOM GUNN He who comes up to his own idea of greatness, must always have had a very low standard of it in his...
WILLIAM HAZLITT Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.
PHILIP LARKIN The last dying days of summer, fall coming on fast. A cold night, the first of the season, a change ...
POPPY Z. BRITE The strange anthropological lesson of social media is that human beings, if given a choice, often pr...
WALTER KIRN To awaken quite alone in a strange parallel universe is the priceless moment to a time traveler!
VISHWANATH S J There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the starless air, so that at first it ...
DANTE ALIGHIERI But Wordsworth is the poet I admire above all others.
ANDREW MOTION I want to read Keats and Wordsworth, Hemingway, George Orwell.
ARAVIND ADIGA Although it's great to appear to a feast, home is always sweet, though it may be lonely and cold lik...
BANGAMBIKI HABYARIMANA a quality of thought, a state of mind.
DAPHNE DU MAURIER The best mind might be the wisest mind if it were a mind alone that produces wisdom.
SOURCE UNKNOWN The best mind might be the wisest mind if it were a mind alone that produces wisdom.
He is out of my mind but forever in my heart.
N ROME I am a genius who has written poems that will survive with the best of Shakespeare, Wordsworth and K...
IRVING LAYTON Prayer… panacea for some, placebo to others. I thought of it as an epidural administered through t...
CLYDE DESOUZA Allie, what do the Stars tell me to do? You know I don't understand the scientific part.
ROBERT A. HEINLEIN The capacity of humans to believe in what seems to me highly improbable- from table tapping to the s...
ROBERT A. HEINLEIN Thought is the property of those only who can entertain it. -
RALPH WALDO EMERSON A man can only rise, conquer, and achieve by lifting up his thoughts.
JAMES ALLEN You end up becoming what you think about
SOTONYE ANGA There is nothing more powerful and nothing more dangerously beautiful than a free mind.
BRYANT MCGILL When voyaging through time in our lives we only see our mistakes and our faults later on, hyndsight ...
GARY F EVANS... I told him I thought that was strange.
HARRY SAMIT I thought they'd be around forever.
LUCIO CALIXTO Strange, i thought i knew you well, thought i had read the sky, thought i had seen a change in your ...
TORI AMOS I went to the Lake District to see what kind of a country it could be that would produce a Wordswort...
JOHN BURROUGHS CORSAIR, n. A politician of the seas.
AMBROSE BIERCE If tomorrow was yesterday then yesterday would be tomorrow, if we think about the past why not think...
GARY F EVANS... Often I wished for someone to share my mind with; but their hearts were in little things, they would...
MARY RENAULT Thought alone is eternal
OWEN MEREDITH Be careful of relying on the opinion of others, these are the same people that like liver.
NANETTE L. AVERY I am never alone, the pages of a book keeps me my mind occupied.
LAILAH GIFTY AKITA How strange to have a sister, Valarie thought. Someone you might have been.
SARAH BLAKLEY-CARTWRIGHT It is strange people should be so greedy when they are alone in the world!
EMILY BRONTë The mind of the people is like mud, from which arise strange and beautiful things.
W. J. TURNER Teachers are endless Fragrance, which lasts forever in mind of students as Knowledge
SAMAR SUDHA I think that one of the reasons why people look towards the end of humanity is that people are afrai...
JOE ROGAN Voyaging into the unfading, eternal sea of atoms...delving deeply...she journeyed inward to awaken h...
JEANNE YOUNG Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,But to be young was very heaven!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;And humble cares, and delicate fears;A heart, the fountain of swe...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH And, when the streamWhich overflowed the soul was passed away,A consciousness remained that it had l...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH I am already kindly disposed towards you. My friendship it is not in my power to give: this is a gif...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH We're passionate musicians, but we felt classical concerts were more like a funeral because nobo...
ALEKSEY IGUDESMAN Thought of but not thought through.
GREG ARMSTRONG It is as though we are understanding now what (William) Blake intuited, the senses were, in Eden, sp...
PETER REDGROVE Alone with the comfort of silence, is freedom and peace of mind.
BRADLEY B. DALINA I thought I was alone,
ALAN WEBB I was always a dreamer, in childhood especially. People thought I was a little strange.
CHARLEY PRIDE The telephone call that forever changed the lives of the Dodd family of Chicago came at noon on Thur...
ERIK LARSON They were celebrities, and if anyone thought it was strange that these two women who were so strange...
FRANK GALATI The Awkward Moment when the weirdest kid in school has a boyfriend/girlfriend but your still forever...
ARIA BIEBER An educated man is not, necessarily, one who has an abundance of general or specialized knowledge. A...
NAPOLEON HILL But then with me the horrid doubt always arises whether the convictions of man's mind, which has bee...
CHARLES DARWIN I never thought about getting one before because I thought they'd be around forever.
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So was it when my life began;
S...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop
Than when we soar.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep/ Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
T...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together . . . humble ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH And now I see with eye sereneThe very pulse of the machine.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Beloved Vale, I said, When I shall con those many records of my childish years
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none;
Look up a second time, and, one by one,
...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The silence that is in the starry sky,
The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollect...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH We have within ourselves
Enough to fill the present day with joy,
And overspread the future ...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;
And humble cares, and delicate fears;
A heart, the fount...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from th...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is in...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Sweet childish days, that were as long as twenty days are now
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH And mighty poets in their misery dead.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH By our own spirits are we deified:We Poets in our youth begin in gladness;But thereof come in the en...
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH