Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows That for oblivion take their daily birth From all the fuming vanities of earth.

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.

Every year thousands of Americans mistakenly refer to Cinco de Mayo as Mexico's Independence Day.

Do you remember you shot a seagull? A man came by chance, saw it and destroyed it, just to pass the time.

Here's to the man who rode the race, who took the time, who kept the time, and who did the trick.

Time is an abstraction which, on earth, exists only for the human brain it has evolved.

The man who is fortunate in his choice of son-in-law gains a son; the man unfortunate in his choice loses his daughter also.

Women are capable of enduring a tremendous amount of disappointment and still have a good life.

I've always asked myself since I was young, what is my duty on this planet? What am I there for? Just to hang around? Everybody must have some purpose.

Perfect reason flees all extremity, and leads one to be wise with sobriety.

I prefer just a women's race. It's a totally different game mentally.

I shall play Scarlett O'Hara.