One in whom persuasion and belief Had ripened into faith, and faith become A passionate intuition.

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.

Finding understanding of the human condition is what rehabilitates and transforms the human race

I feel like I'm making a difference. I feel like putting out a message for young girls to follow your dreams and just work at what you want to do and be yourself.

The man who goes afoot, prepared to camp anywhere and in any weather, is the most independent fellow on earth.

It's very difficult to say anything in Icelandic. I can say "takk," which means "thank you." That's about all I learned.

Your Reverence, I do not hate any man in this world enough to inflict the results of my prayers upon him.

My brother applied for work, but was told by the company that it had more employees than it needed. My brother said, "Don't worry. The little bit of work I do won't be noticed !!!"

In choosing Governor Sarah Palin as his running mate, John McCain has chosen for the future.

You can violate the law. The banks may violate the law and be sustained in doing so. But the President of the United States cannot violate the law.

The writer of prose can only step aside when the poet passes...

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