Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love, as if to keep it warm. – William Wordsworth
The world is too much with us late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours. – William Wordsworth
For by superior energies; more strict affiance in each other; faith more firm in their unhallowed principles, the bad have fairly earned a victory over the weak, the vacillating, inconsistent good. – William Wordsworth
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher. – William Wordsworth