“Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.”

That inward eye/ Which is the bliss of solitude.

And suddenly all your troubles melt away, all your worries are gone, and it is for no reason other than the look in your partner’s eyes. Yes, sometimes life and love really is that simple.

My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.

What we have loved Others will love And we will teach them how.

A few strong instincts and a few plain rules.

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.

But trailing clouds of glory do we come, From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together. Humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.

One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.

Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.

Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.

Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.

In ourselves our safety must be sought. By our own right hand it must be wrought.

A voice so thrilling ne’er was heard. Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.

I’m afraid that the following syllogism may be used by some in the future. Turing believes machines think Turing lies with men Therefore machines do not think Yours in distress, Alan.

The human race is challenged more than ever before to demonstrate our mastery, not over nature but of ourselves.

Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.

Predition is risky, especially of the future.

Knowing what I do, there would be no future peace for me if I kept silent.

In the future, there will be fewer but better Russians.

In the future, there will be no female leaders. There will just be leaders.

One day ladies will take their computers for walks in the park and tell each other, “My little computer said such a funny thing this morning”.