For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
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and my body quivers under your sensual kisses.
I rev... DANI MROUE Most of my books begin with a nap on my couch here, when I dream up characters and story lines, and ... KARIN SLAUGHTER She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate obser... J.D. SALINGER Father said I have no sense of humor at all. He said I was unequipped to meet life because I have no... J.D. SALINGER You take a really sleepy man, Esmé, and he always stands a chance of again becoming a man with all ... J.D. SALINGER He said I was unequipped to meet life because I had no sense of humor. J.D. SALINGER Written in ink, in German, in a small, hopelessly sincere handwriting, were the words "Dear God, lif... J.D. SALINGER Justin Timberlake, Britney Spears all the rappers, they're doing my dances and they're makin... CHUBBY CHECKER Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third storey, backwards and forwards, safe... CHARLOTTE BRONTë When I'm dancing, I'm not thinking about anything. I am here. I am totally there. You know? ... PAULO COELHO Look to your heart and soul first, rather than looking to your head first, when choosing. Rather tha... JEFFREY R. ANDERSON In my conscience, I believe that my heart has been so oft on fire that it is absolutely vitrified. ROBERT BURNS I gang my own gait and have never belonged to my country, my home, my friends, or even my immediate ... ALBERT EINSTEIN In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of p... ANAïS NIN Methought I say the footsteps of a throne.
- William Wordsworth, WILLIAM WORDSWORTH When I do something in my family because I really enjoy it, then my duty has become my pleasure. And... DR. JESS LAIR Do not waver, but give him that which he desires, your hearts; it is the heart the Lord Jesus Christ... GEORGE WHITEFIELD It is in deep solitude that I find the gentleness with which I can truly love my brothers. The more ... THOMAS MERTON It is in deep solitude that I find the gentleness with which I can truly love my brothers. The more ... THOMAS MERTON There are even some stars so remote that their light will reach the Earth only when Earth itself is ... VILLIERS DE L'ISLE-ADAM That cat was a spy. You had to take a pot shot at it. It was a very clever German midget dres... J.D. SALINGER My husband gets up at around 5.30 A.M., so I'll tuck him in around 9.30 P.M. or 10 P.M., and the... DIANA GABALDON Hope fills the holes of my frustration in my heart. EMANUEL CLEAVER Everything has it's own time and place,
Transformation becomes effortless when we go with the flow. SHELLI THOMPSON Hence in solitude, or that deserted state when we are surrounded by human beings and yet they sympat... PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY My passionate sense of social justice and social responsibility has always contrasted oddly with my ... ALBERT EINSTEIN Dive into the river of the present, but don't thrash about, go with the flow. JIM GENOVESE The sound of distant breakers made her heart ache with melancholy. She was in the mood when the sea ... EMMUSKA ORCZY Whenever I perform, I try to share my childhood experiences with nature. They had a tremendous effec... VINCENT MANTSOE I have always known that I wanted to be a singer and I knew that meant sacrificing some things for m... LUCY HALE Alone let him constantly meditate in solitude on that which is salutary for his soul, for he who med... GURU NANAK Lambhood and tigerishness may be found in either gender, and in the same individual at different tim... MARGARET ATWOOD I always start with emotion. That's where I start all of my improvisations, on the piano. I alwa... LAURA MVULA My beloved is the sun And I am the earth that thrives only in her warmth. My beloved is the rai... C.L. WILSON Great balls of fire. Don't bother me anymore, and don't call me sugar. MARGARET MITCHELL The friendships of the world are oft
Confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasure;
Ours has s... JOSEPH ADDISON The friendships of the world are oft confederacies in vice, or leagues of pleasure; ours has severes... JOSEPH ADDISON Oft have I marked, with silent pleasure and admiration, the force and prevalence, through the United... JAMES WILSON Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his ... WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Deepest place in my mind is my thinking and thoughts....Do not try to understand me... Otherwis... MARYUM AHSAM She buys "mixed salad greens" for seven dollars a bag, triple-washed with who knows what. And to get... RUDOLPH DELSON I write from solitude and I speak from solitude...However I did not seek solitude. I found it. And f... CAMILO CELA I write from solitude and I speak from solitude...However I did not seek solitude. I found it. And f... CAMILO JOSE CELA Actually, actually ? I do. I teach the dances to the cast. Sam Hay is our dance captain. He 'cleans'... BLAIR BYBEE Actually, actually ? I do. I teach the dances to the cast. Sam Hay is our dance captain. He 'cleans'... YT BLAIR BYBEE Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a gl... EDWIN MARKHAM For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks? / I am weary ... BIBLE Stop running from me and listen. I do want you. I want you even knowing if I marry you, I’ve got a... LISA KLEYPAS My mind is killing me” — The Glass Child, Stuck In My Mind CHARLOTTE ERIKSSON What matters is the one thing I do know for certain: God is with me. CRAIG GROESCHEL She asks to see my diploma, holds it in her hands and smiles, reads it out loud before handing it ba... KENNY PORPORA Like a flash of lightning and in an instant the truth was revealed. I drew with a stick on the sand ... NIKOLA TESLA The journey of life is much about connections! One thing connects with another to bring another thin... ERNEST AGYEMANG YEBOAH For me, the work is an absolute necessity. I cannot put it off; I don't care for anything else; that... VINCENT VAN GOGH It is this nothingness (in solitude) that I have to face in my solitude, a nothingness so dreadful t... HENRI J.M. NOUWEN My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steal... FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment... JOSEPH ADDISON In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of p... ANAïS NIN And I will execute great vengeance upon them with furious rebukes; and they shall know that I am the... BIBLE For when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my heart
In compliment exte... WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Civilised life, you know, is based on a huge number of illusions in which we all collaborate willing... J.G. BALLARD Since then his chair has been vacant, with the exception of three or four casual visits, mostly on h... HORACE ENGDAHL In hours of bliss we oft have met:They could not always last;And though the present I regret,I'm gra... WILLIAM CONGREVE When I'm on the couch, I usually have the TV on and my MacBook Air nearby. And sometimes, when m... AUBREY PLAZA I am weary of worldly gatherings, O Lord What pleasure in them, when the light in my heart is gone? ... ARUNDHATI ROY I try to make my mood uplifting and peaceful, then watch the world around me reflect that mood. YAYA DACOSTA When I eat with my friends, it is a moment of real pleasure, when I really enjoy my life. MONICA BELLUCCI Guilt alone, like brain-sick frenzy in its feverish mood, fills the light air with visionary terrors... JUNIUS I have an 'office,' technically. I never use it. I work on a couch in my living room, with m... RAMEZ NAAM You have an incredible body." He reaches out to touch my stomach. I feel no pleasure in his complime... AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS In February when my garden is barren of flowers, you are the only flower blooming in my heart. I che... DEBASISH MRIDHA And it was strange, I thought, that sorrow lasts and can make a man look forward to death, but the m... V.S. NAIPAUL 32. Before you criticize your parents for their failures and mistakes, ask yourself: “Will I reall... JAMES C. DOBSON My mind is vacant on names, but I know him as well as anything. When I need names they drop out of m... IMOGEN CUNNINGHAM I grabbed my mom and I went to the couch and I said, 'Mom I want to ask Jesus to come into my he... TIM TEBOW When the True Guru united me, then I was naturally united with my Husband Lord, and now, I keep Him ... GURU NANAK Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold, all acts of love and pleasure DOREEN VALIENTE When I see that humanity is suffering, it tears my heart. I cry, and then I extend my hand to help h... DEBASISH MRIDHA Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the whi... OKSANA RUS on behalf of Charles, William, Harry and all my family and of all the Spencer family with us today. EARL SPENCER For many years, there has been only one place where I am in touch with my emotions fearlessly, and t... RICKY MARTIN The weather and my mood have little connection. I have my foggy and my fine days within me; my prosp... BLAISE PASCAL All day long you sit and sew, Stitch life down for fear it grow, Stitch life down fo... EDITH SITWELL The Raven's house is built with reeds,--
Sing woe, and alas is me!
And the Raven's couch is sp... THOMAS D'ARCY MCGEE There are a lot of female characters out there that, when they fall on hard times, they sort of stew... ARI GRAYNOR Depending on your point of view, Ashley (or Leslie Howard) was sensitive, poetic, and enigmatic-- or... MOLLY HASKELL The most unhappy people in the world are those who face the days without knowing what to do with the... ELEANOR ROOSEVELT Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should b... JODI PICOULT Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps;
Her silent watch the mournful mother keeps;
She,... THOMAS CAMPBELL A good smile is less of an outward show of my inward feelings at a certain time, and more of a const... JOEY TALLADINO we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particular way in which we have been ... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Water flows because it's willing. MARTY RUBIN Go with the flow even if there are rapids ahead. JIM GENOVESE
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WILLIAM WORDSWORTH As a huge stone is sometimes seen to lie/ Couched on the bald top of an eminence. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is m... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Rest and be thankful. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Sensations sweet,Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH How men livedEven next-door neighbors, as we say, yet stillStrangers, not knowing each the other's n... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset ... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ...The happy Warrior... 'tis he whose law is reason; who depends upon that law as on the best of fri... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Tho... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH I have felt a presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime of someth... WILLIAM WORDSWORTH poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: 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