“In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts bring sad thoughts to the mind.”

But He is risen, a later star of dawn.

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.

He spake of love, such love as spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure; No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.

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.

My heart leaps up when I behold

Let Nature be your teacher.

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

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.

A tale in everything.

And now I see with eye serene, The very pulse of the machine. A being breathing thoughtful breaths, A traveler between life and death.

O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!

There is creation in the eye.

Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows Like harmony in music; there is a dark Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles Discordant elements, makes them cling together In one society.

Rest and be thankful.

Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.

Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.

If you have kids who are struggling with dyslexia, the greatest gift you can give them is the sense that nothing is unattainable. With dyslexia comes a very great gift, which is the way that your mind can think creatively.

The offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.

So you want to be married, oh baby, trying to put me on a chain, ain’t that some shame? You must be losing your weak little mind.

But it is the knowledge of necessary and eternal truths which distinguishes us from mere animals, and gives us reason and the sciences, raising us to knowledge of ourselves and God. It is this in us which we call the rational soul or mind.

The brain is the last and grandest biological frontier, the most complex thing we have yet discovered in our universe. It contains hundreds of billions of cells interlinked through trillions of connections. The brain boggles the mind.

I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that’s in my mind.

With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.

I believe in mind over matter and doing anything you set your mind on.