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Let Nature be your teacher.

William Wordsworth

Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.
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Action Purpose Theory Thinking
Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
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Feeling Ourselves Pleasure Pride
Rest and be thankful.
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One Liner Thankful
The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.
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Beautiful Himself Man Mindset Time
O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
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Joy Live Nature Ourselves Remember
Great men have been among us; hands that penn’d and tongues that utter’d wisdom.
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Greatness Hands Man Wisdom
Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.
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Glory Happiness
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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Death Eyes Life Myself See Travel
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
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Darkness Nature Suffering
Let Nature be your teacher.
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Nature Teacher Yourself
To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together. Humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
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Character God Humble Independent Success Togetherness
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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Dance End Shine Stars
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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Alone See Soul
To me the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
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Flower Lie Myself Tears
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.
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Darkness Growth Mortal Music Spirit Togetherness
Faith is a passionate intuition.
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Faith Passionate

Let Nature be your teacher.

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