With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. – William Wordsworth
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind. – William Wordsworth
But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave. – William Wordsworth
The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this. – William Wordsworth
How can you explain that you need to know that the trees are still there, and the hills and the sky? Anyone knows they are. How can you say it is time your pulse responded to another rhythm, the rhythm of the day and the season instead of the hour and the minute? No, you cannot explain. So you walk. – Author unknown, from New York Times editorial, “The Walk,” 25 October 1967