“With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.”

Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.

How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.

Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from.

Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.

A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.

Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.

Memories -images and precious thoughts that shall not die and cannot be destroyed.

Type of the wise who soar but never roam, True to the kindred points of heaven and home.

Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence.

Habit rules the unreflecting herd.

Faith is a passionate intuition.

Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.

From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.

Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge – it is as immortal as the heart of man.

Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.

Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half shut afterwards.

Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations.

Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal.

Nature and Books belong to the eyes that see them.

It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn’t feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.

An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind.

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.