Bright gem instinct with music, vocal spark.

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.

I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

Nurture your divine strength.

She sounded angry. That was the way she'd been as long as he'd known her. If she became ill, it irritated her. She was annoyed by sickness. She seemed to regard it as a personal affront.

You can see your real face only when you stop deceiving yourself! Until then, you will always see someone which is not you!

I don't think of Twitter as a social network. I think of it as a messaging system that has a lot of social components to it.

It is my experience that proofs involving matrices can be shortened by 50% if one throws the matrices out.

My skills are still my skills.

The lessons of experience are always learned too late.

When One Great Scorer comes to write against your name, He marks, not that you won or lost, but how you played the game.

I carry about eight lip balms: Burts Bees, Rosebud Salve, Eos.