The Eagle, he was lord above

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.

How is there freedom to choose if one does not learn how to choose?

I love the excitement, the childlike spirit of innocence and just about everything that goes along with Christmas.

I've never revved my car at a light for an attractive woman or an auto-rival, not even as a joke.

Perfect harmony of body and mind are my key to personal balance and happiness.

There can be little doubt that many egalitarians are motivated at least partly by envy.

Everything is arranged so that it be this way, this is what is called culture.

I like lime-flavoured yoghurt. The end. There is no religion. It’s a man-made fabrication. Once you understand that, you’ll be a happier individual. Atheism is as pointless as satanism.

I don't recognize hate, I don't recognize bitterness, I don't recognize jealousy, I don't recognize greed. I don't give them power. They don't exist to me.

My day is not that fun-filled or that filled usually with complications.

I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.