black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

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

William Wordsworth

Related Topics

Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

Great is the glory, for the strife is hard!
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Glory Greatness Hard
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Heart Herself Love Nature
There is a comfort in the strength of love; ‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Break Comfortable Endurance Heart Love Strength
All that we behold is full of blessings.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Blessing Gratitude One Liner
And I am happy when I sing.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Happiness Myself Sing
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Breathe Heart Yourself
Rest and be thankful.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

One Liner Thankful
The ocean is a mighty harmonist.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

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

Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together. Humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Character God Humble Independent Success Togetherness
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Forget Forgetfulness Glory Naked Ourselves
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Flower Nature
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Dance End Shine Stars
Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Childhood Liberty Simplicity
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.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness
A tale in everything.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

One Liner Story

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes