Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHMathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
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Chains tie us down by land and sea; And wishes, vain as mine, may be All that is left to comfort thee.
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Imagination is the means of deep insight and sympathy, the power to conceive and express images removed from normal objective reality.
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How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.
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With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
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How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.
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The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.
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Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.
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