Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

“All that we behold is full of blessings.” 

“Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great and original, must himself create the taste by which he is to be relished.” 

“Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is the countenance of all science.” 

“Duty were our games.” 

“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will lend his divine spirit to aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced, as a dear and genuine inmate of the house of man.” 

“But trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.” 

“The world is too much with us.” 

“Society has parted man from man, neglectful of the universal heart.” 

“Getting and spending we lay waste our powers.” 

“The child is father of the man” 

“friend is the one who showes the way and walks a piece of road with us” 

“For all good poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings...” 

“A poet does not see or hear or feel things that others do not see or hear or feel. What makes a person a poet is the ability to recall what she has felt and seen and heard. And to relive it and describe it in such a way that others can then see and feel and hear again what they may have missed.” 

“Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.” 

“Success consists of getting up just one more time than you fall.” 

“With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony.” 

“This is the way in which he (poet) did his work. He used to go out with a pencil and a tablet and note what struck him...and make a picture out of it...But Nature does not allow an inventory to be made of her charms! He should have left his pencil behind, and gone forth in a meditative spirit; and, on a later day, he should have embodied in verse not all that he had noted but what he best remembered of the scene; and he would have then presented us with its soul, and not with the mere visual aspect of it.” 

“Poetry is the image of man and nature” 

“In truth the prison unto which we doom ourselves no prison is” 

“to be incapable of a feeling of poetry, in my sense of the word, is to be without love of human nature” 

“Rest and be thankful.” 

“Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.” 

“Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.” 

“With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.” 

“A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.” 

“To begin, begin.” 

“Great God! I'd rather be a Pagan.... ” 

“Delight and liberty, the simple creed of childhood.” 

“The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.” 

“Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge - it is as immortal as the heart of man.” 

“Faith is a passionate intuition.” 

“And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.” 

“Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.” 

“A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.” 

“From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed.” 

“Therefore, let the moon shine on thee in thy solitary walk; And let the misty-mountain winds be free to blow against thee.” 

“Every great and original writer, in proportion as he is great and original, must himself create the taste by which he is to be relished.” 

“Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is the countenance of all science.” 

“Duty were our games.” 

“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will lend his divine spirit to aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced, as a dear and genuine inmate of the house of man.” 

“But trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.” 

“The world is too much with us.” 

“Society has parted man from man, neglectful of the universal heart.” 

“Getting and spending we lay waste our powers.” 

“The power of any art is limited” 

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.

“There is a comfort in the strength of love; 'Twill make a thing endurable, which else would overset the brain, or break the heart.” 

“What we have loved, others will love, and we will teach them how; instruct them how the mind of man becomes a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells...”