Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. – William Wordsworth
Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar. – William Wordsworth
Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth. – Francesca Lia Block