Quotations by Author

William Wordsworth

Language is the incarnation of thought.

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;/We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.

That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

The child is father of the man.

Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out.

When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign in solitude.

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