One daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTHOne with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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As high as we have mounted in delight, In our dejection do we sink as low.
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Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
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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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In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.
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Faith is a passionate intuition.
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The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
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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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Prompt to move but firm to wait – knowing things rashly sought are rarely found.
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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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But thou that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation.
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And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.
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Let Nature be your teacher.
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We live by admiration, hope and love.
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Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
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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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Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be.
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By all means sometimes be alone; salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear; dare to look in thy chest; and tumble up and down what thou findest there.
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Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.
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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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One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
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The softest breeze to fairest flowers gives birth: Think not that Prudence dwells in dark abodes, She scans the future with the eye of gods.
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But He is risen, a later star of dawn.
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Often in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.
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Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.
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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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