Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity. – William Wordsworth
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind. – William Wordsworth
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity. – William Wordsworth
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind. – William Wordsworth
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. – William Wordsworth
Come into the light of things. Let nature be your teacher. – William Wordsworth
Ah, if he could have plunged up into the clouds, so as to sweep thereon through the undulating heavens over the boundless earth!—ah, if he could have floated with the flower-fragrance over the flowers,—could have streamed with the wind over the summits, through the woods! – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,