friend is the one who showes the way and walks a piece of road with us

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.

The stars of heaven gives light.

If you are not yourself, you have nothing to offer the world but a cheap imitation of someone else.

I read Betty Smith's "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn," all of Shirley Jackson's books, which I loved.

I love listening to Lil' Wayne, Drake, and Eminem to get me fired up!

Cause even the stars they burn, some even fall to the earth. We've got a lot to learn, God knows we're worth it.

I wait and take on projects that I think can work.

The truth is I quite like to dress in jeans and a woolly jumper.

I think we're inevitably going to be depressed when we focus the major part of our energy and attention on something that doesn't give us meaning, only material things.

The more opera is dead, the more it flourishes.