There are many Green Dragons in this world of wayside inns, even as there are many White Harts, Red Lions, Silent Women and other incredible things.

Have you ever observed a humming-bird moving about in an aerial dance among the flowers - a living prismatic gem.... it is a creature of such fairy-like loveliness as to mock all description.

There are few places in England where you can get so much wildness and desolation of sea and sandhills, wood, green marsh and grey saltings as at Wells in Norfolk.

We know that our senses are subject to decay, that from our middle years they are decaying all the time; but happily it is as if we didn't know and didn't believe.

Now that we are cool, he said, and regret that we hurt each other, I am not sorry that it happened.

The puma is, with the exception of some monkeys, the most playful animal in existence.

Animals of all classes, old and young, shrink with instinctive fear from any strange object approaching them.

Of all the people I have ever known you are the only one I don't know.

In going back we must take our present selves with us: the mind has taken a different colour, and this is thrown back upon our past.

You cannot fly like an eagle with the wings of a wren.

My feathered friends were so much to me that I am constantly tempted to make this sketch of my first years a book about birds and little else.

God gives us not only the truth but also the ability to believe it

What you believe and hold close to your heart, you will become.

It is in the thick of a calamity that one gets hardened to the truth, in other words to silence.

Everything that is going to kill you is extremely appetizing.

Images are probably the most important part of the poem. First of all you want to tell a story, but images are what are going to shore it up and get to the heart of the matter.

I know that Instagram belongs to Facebook, so I cannot really stand on a political pedestal and say, "I'm against Facebook!" But I haven't wanted to be on Facebook from the beginning.

The Infinite, from which comes the impulse that lead us to activity, is not the highest Reason, but higher than reason; not the highest Goodness, but higher than goodness.

The world order needs a major overhaul.

I was a real art freak when I was a teenager.

As for critical writing about modernism, its moments of lucidity are but fulgurations illuminating the dark and incomprehensible landscape of its subject's unabashed difficulty.