But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave. age
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. poetry
I listened, motionless and still And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. music
Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them. art
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. sports
That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love. best
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers. power
Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar. wisdom
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold. freedom
The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. best & good
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things. life & power
Not without hope we suffer and we mourn. hope
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. nature
Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher. nature & teacher
The child is father of the man. dad
For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity. music, nature & sad
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing. business
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity. nature
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind. age
Nature never did betray the heart that loved her. nature
Faith is a passionate intuition. faith