And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy because We have been glad of yore.

Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.

one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.

Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.

That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.

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

Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.

The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.

A joyful life, life of contentment.

I GOT TIGAR BLOOD

The words of truth are simple.

Relativity teaches us the connection between the different descriptions of one and the same reality.

Conservatives have a problem with women. For that matter, all men do.

Because time moves more slowly in Kid World ... it goes on for decades ... It is adult life that is over in a twinkling.

It's amazing what you can learn to get used to.

Workers, black and white, need some kind of international affirmative action to protect them from unfair competition with unorganized or slave labor abroad and unfair competition with robots at home.

What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.

I cannot disobey something which I do not know and the reality of which I have the right to deny.