Blessings be with them, and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares!- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays.

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.

If you're making a conscious effort…someone should be meeting you on the same page. Don't be silly be smart.

Don't you ever want to have just one thing that no one else knows about, so no one can ruin it for you?

Tranquillity is contagious, peace is contagious. One only thinks of the contagiousness of illness, but there is the contagion of serenity and joy.

I also have always liked the monster within idea. I like the zombies being us. Zombies are the blue-collar monsters.

Death’s favorites don’t die.

Never create anything, it will be misinterpreted, it will chain you and follow you for the rest of your life.

If my detractors knew me better they would hate me even more.

Wisdom alone is the science of others sciences.

The logic of the poet - that is, the logic of language or the experience itself - develops the way a living organism grows: it spreads out towards what it loves, and is heliotropic, like a plant.

And now more than anything I want beautiful prose. I relish it more and more exquisitely.